Private Richards: Why me? *subtly groans in pain*

Sister Lucille: COME GUARDSMAN THERE ARE HERETICS TO SLAY!

Richards: Where?

Lucille: beyond those mountains *points to far off mountain range*

Richards: nope fuck this, I'll take getting blammed over this shit. *shoves the poor sister off of his back, only to get carried to the ground with her*

Lucille: your duty isn't done yet, on your feet guardsman.

Richards: JUST LET ME FUCKING DIE DAMMIT!