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Ethan's fists clenched at his sides, his emotions swirling in a tempest of rage and confusion. "You talk about humanity as if it's some fragile thing to be preserved," he spat, his voice quivering with emotion. "But what about the humanity you've torn away from those you've turned? What about the families they've left behind, the lives they've destroyed?"

Roth regarded Ethan with a mixture of understanding and something akin to pity. "You see, Ethan, humanity is indeed fragile, but it's also resilient. It's not something to be taken lightly, nor is it something easily stripped away." He paused, the red glow of his sword casting eerie shadows across the dimly lit street. "The choice to preserve or forsake humanity lies not with me, but with those who bear the burden of my gift."