"It replaces your greedy demands with devotion to civilization!"
The ruby eye of the lazy spider pendant on his neck instantly dimmed, cracked, and the fine silver chain snapped inch by inch. The snake-shaped ring entwined with thorns on his finger shattered with a "poof," and the silver snake body twisted and deformed as if scalded by a branding iron, falling off his finger.
"It uses inner focus and resilience to resist the temptations of the senses and the whispers of chaos!"
Dante suddenly stepped forward, his bare feet making a dull sound on the stone slabs, his eyes burning with holy flame like two sharp swords, piercing into Friedrich's unfocused pupils. "The 'extreme' promised by Slaanesh is the poison that shatters your will! What Violet bestows is the forge for steel-like will! See your inner self clearly! Do you pursue beauty as a fallen plaything, or do you let art become the cornerstone of civilization, the hymn of order?!"
