"Who put a curse on that sentinel so that he would have to stand guard here?" Vandread pondered and inquired about it.
'You seem to have forgotten that the Nemesis wasn't designed to serve that function, don't you? The blade was fashioned specifically for use by heroes in combat with the adversaries of Dizencia. Should you go through with your plan, master, the nemesis will be nothing more than an ordinary sword before the queen.'
"I thought you said you'd help me accomplish all of my plans and make sure they were successful no matter what it takes?"
'Yes, master.'
"If that's the case, then why do you continue to work against my plans now?"
'Because you're plotting out of resentment. Master, your plan wasn't even well thought out to begin with. If not by the queen herself, then certainly one of his elite guards will put an end to your life if you persist in this course of action. I have every reason to believe that you will perish in an instant if you do not stop.'
