[ she looks at him, and then points over at Eclipse. ]

His kind made this beast into what it is. It is a blade that has been reforged into a ploughshare, but its blade is no less dull - its old duty, not forgotten.

He will reap what his fellows have sewed, and his circle will suffer for the sins he has been party to. This is not "work" for this beast. It is simply a return to form.