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"
No
,
"
said
the
witcher
with
some
effort
.
"
She
's
quite
sane
.
And
knows
perfectly
well
what
she
's
doing
.
She
knew
all
along
what
she
was
doing
.
She
took
advantage
of
us
.
Betrayed
us
.
Deceived
-
"
"
Calm
down
,
"
repeated
Philippa
Eilhart
.
"
You
wo
n't
understand
and
you
do
n't
have
to
understand
.
I
did
what
I
had
to
do
.
And
do
n't
call
me
a
traitor
.
Because
I
did
this
precisely
so
as
not
to
betray
a
cause
which
is
greater
than
you
can
imagine
.
A
great
and
important
cause
,
so
important
that
minor
matters
have
to
be
sacrificed
for
it
without
second
thoughts
,
if
faced
with
such
a
choice
.
Geralt
,
damn
it
,
we
're
nattering
and
you
're
standing
in
a
pool
of
blood
.
Calm
down
and
let
Shani
and
me
take
care
of
you
.
"
"
She
's
right
!
"
shouted
Dandilion
,
"
you
're
wounded
,
damn
it
!
Your
wound
has
to
be
dressed
and
we
've
got
to
get
out
of
here
!
You
can
argue
later
!
"
"
You
and
your
great
cause
...
"
The
witcher
,
ignoring
the
troubadour
,
staggered
forward
.
"
Your
great
cause
,
Philippa
,
and
your
choice
,
is
a
wounded
man
,
stabbed
in
cold
blood
once
he
told
you
what
you
wanted
to
know
,
but
what
I
was
n't
to
find
out
.
Your
great
cause
is
Rience
,
whom
you
allowed
to
escape
so
that
he
would
n't
by
any
chance
reveal
the
name
of
his
patron
.
So
that
he
can
go
on
murdering
.
Your
great
cause
is
those
corpses
which
did
not
have
to
be
.
Sorry
,
I
express
myself
poorly
.
They
're
not
corpses
,
they
're
minor
matters
!
"
"
I
knew
you
would
n't
understand
.
"
"
Indeed
,
I
do
n't
.
I
never
will
.
But
I
do
know
what
it
's
about
.
Your
great
causes
,
your
wars
,
your
struggle
to
save
the
world
...
Your
end
which
justifies
the
means
...
Prick
up
your
ears
,
Philippa
.
Can
you
hear
those
voices
,
that
yowling
?
Those
are
cats
fighting
for
a
great
cause
.
For
indivisible
mastery
over
a
heap
of
rubbish
.
It
's
no
joking
matter
--
blood
is
being
spilled
and
clumps
of
fur
are
flying
.
It
's
war
.
But
I
care
incredibly
little
about
either
of
these
wars
,
the
cats
"
or
yours
.
"
"
That
's
only
what
you
imagine
,
"
hissed
the
magician
.
"
All
this
is
going
to
start
concerning
you
--
and
sooner
than
you
think
.
You
're
standing
before
necessity
and
choice
.
You
've
got
yourself
mixed
up
in
destiny
,
my
dear
,
far
more
than
you
've
bargained
for
.
You
thought
you
were
taking
a
child
,
a
little
girl
,
into
your
care
.
You
were
wrong
.
You
've
taken
in
a
flame
which
could
at
any
moment
set
the
world
alight
.
Our
world
.
Yours
,
mine
,
that
of
the
others
.
And
you
will
have
to
choose
.
Like
I
did
.
Like
Triss
Merigold
.
Choose
,
as
your
Yennefer
had
to
.
Because
Yennefer
has
already
