It's not as simple as taking it out. They've also got to -- [ Lambert waves a hand, vaguely, which about represents his exact understanding of the details himself. ] --meditate. The ritual doesn't seem to work unless they can separate themselves from the demonic influence corrupting their soul.

[ Or something. That totally sounds reasonable, right? ]

Some people just can't get there.

[ She's not wrong about him enjoying fighting, though he is of course unaware of her thoughts. Most of his life, one way or another, has been solely about honing him into ... a weapon, for all intents and purposes. Albeit one with a specific purpose. When she brings up the topic, though, he snorts. ]

I'm used to it. Back home, I used to work for any peasant or village that could scrape the coin together to put out a contract. This -- [ He gestures around them. ] --is just more of the same. Some people here can fight, but most can't. That's where me and the Warden come in.