"We owe you nothing," the Amiese says plainly. "You struck a bargain with my predecessor, not me." You note how she does not acknowledge that her predecessor was her father. "Though your failure has raised me up, do not think I would give you something for nothing. I have a witch, a powerful one, but you will do something for me first." After everything that has happened, a part of you considers forcing the woman to give you the witch, but the sight of the dozen or so guards within striking distance sobers the thought. The Five may be subject to the laws of Verum, but you are a long way from home. Only a fool would think The Pact would save you from a family like the Amiese. Resigned, you ask what she wants.

"You hunt monsters, do you not? Well, I want the heart from the greatest of them all. The Ogre of Thrace."