"I'm meant to fight, but that means I'm also doomed to die for what I believe in. At the moment I am untouchable, because if I'm attacked, innumerable humans will die. Why do you even care? What have they ever done for you that you couldn't do for yourself?" He spins his axe in one hand, the other tracing the small ruins in his axe. He doesn't seem to notice the Vendor in the room. He looks around the room, his eyes....lost. "My only purpose is to fight, to destroy. What else am I supposed to do?"