Knights of Tezoth

-- That was quite the spectacle, as if a cunning retiarius, a hero of the cruel arenas of the ancient East, had ensnared and shackled the movements of a heavy murmillo fighter. Fortunately, the capital's physicians are skilled, and Mordred only grew more zealous from the pain inflicted by the arrows.
Having answered thus, Ambrose steps out for the next bout. And a voice, familiar since his coming of age, when his grandfather, on the occasion of his entry into adulthood, implanted in his ear a magatama — one of the many treasures of his lineage — again disturbs the knight's mind with a spectral voice, audible only to him. Ambrose had always chalked up this alien presence to his own excessive sensitivity — the very one he had so recently expounded upon before Deus — but at times, like now, this voice screamed so loudly that it was a wonder no one else could hear it.
"What a disgrace! Lost to a girl. A strapping lad, twice as strong. In my life I never suffered defeat from women... Now atone for your mistake, maim this sly-faced one. Better yet, cut off his head and put it on a pike. After the desert customs."
"That shall not come to pass today," Ambrose replied mentally, but arguing with the fierce spirit was, as always, of little use.
"Weakling. Worthy men killed for lesser offenses. I don't like him. Neither do you. You want to win. So do I, for I was not granted that in my time. Listen to me and obey. Use the killing blow. The Killing Blow! THE KILLING BLOW!!!"
And Ambrose uses it, the fury of the anci filling him, the cruelty of the unknown spirit guiding his hand — straight for the opponent's neck the tip of "Dominus" drives, piercing and rending metal, cloth, skin, and flesh. Pleasant gurgling sounds. Ambrose did not hold back his horse from trampling the fallen foe with its hooves.
"Well, that's just splendid. I am pleased." — the evil spirit fell silent for a time.
-- I am no stranger to unbridled violence, and I am not ashamed to admit it.

Man, there's some serious mental issues here. Judging by the quest, everything seemed softer