Now I can tell you, that you would not make a good Hunter. Your calling is as an assassin. There's no fire in you, just darkness. It sustains you, drains you of any desire. Your only joy is in causing death, and even that is fleeting. That is how Dad and I molded you.


Killing within the family of prohibited. But if you wish "it", that's different. Now then, are you ready to do me in?