My fellow-citizens, I urge you not to lose sight of what is most important. Iomedae has dealt a great blow — perhaps a fatal blow — against Asmodeus. But Hell remains. Abaddon remains. The Abyss remains. Xovaikain remains. Our lives on this world are as single drops in the ocean that is our existence, and Hell wishes that ocean to be nothing but a sea of fire and pain.

There are those who would tell you that the price of battling Hell is too high, that we have come far enough and now should be at rest. A servant in the very room where our delegates debate at the constitutional convention has told me that the Archduke Narikopolus has bid us lay down our arms and cease to fight against evil, lest in raising them we bring down strife and death upon our people. But this is nothing but a diabolist lie. There is no price so high that it would not be worth it to save our people from the clutches of Hell.

If driving out Asmodeanism requires that we discard our oaths as worthless, we should discard our oaths as worthless. If driving out Asmodeanism requires that we torture every servant of Asmodeus, we should torture every servant of Asmodeus. If driving out Asmodeanism requires that we kill a thousand innocent children, we should kill a thousand innocent children.

Perhaps in liberating the souls of our countrymen from Hell we will do evil. But is it not a greater evil to allow them to burn in the flames of Hell? Perhaps we will find ourselves turning to anarchism. But is there any law that could possibly be worth consigning even a single soul to the clutches of Asmodeus? To save a single soul would be worth the deaths of a hundred good men. How much more is it worth to save the souls of an entire country?