The Lost Souls taunt me each time I see them. Their very presence is an evil one.
They remind me of my beloved wife. If you could but dispatch thirteen of them, the rest would be cowed before hissing poisonous insults at me.
Your feats of bravery are known to us all, but I will think of this as your greatest act of kindness yet.
I thank you. I feel that my wife's honor and her precious memory has been restored.