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This guy’s starting to piss you off with both his stupidity and his elitism. You’ve had enough of both in this city. "Why not just go elsewhere and experiment?” You’re halfway done with this restraint…
“This is the alchemical hub of the world! I couldn’t get materials like this elsewhere, child, nor would I have so many assistants or subjects at my disposal.” He continues to peruse the vials. “Really, it seemed obvious to me.”
You wrench your face in anger. "So you put people's lives, the very lives you swore to enrich, in imminent peril by doing these untested experiments? Maybe Blaine has those protocols in place for exactly that reason. How many other people have sat on this slab that I'm on, Richards? How many have come before me? Where are they now, Richards?"
You’re running out of time. He walks over to a book and opens it, writing something down as you break through the second bind. “Many. Most are dead, some are here. And why do you get so worked up, boy? Each failure is a step closer to success- look at these guards!” He strides over to one and puts his hand on its chest. “Beautiful behemoths, aren’t they? It is a quicker route to the greater good. Some men would kill one to uplift a thousand. I do the same.” He turns back to you. “Only it’s a hundred instead of one. Mathematically efficient for the time saved.”