Chaplain : The anvil does not fear the blade

And you don't fear her either. You'll take what's coming next, dead-on. Come on, you Libra-damned ash. You'll both see what you're really made of.

WhiteDwarf: Go ahead and cut off my other arm, you steel-plated son of a bitch!
WhiteDwarf: But you better find someone else if you wanna be the anvil in the forge. You better find someone else if you want your crucible to purify all the unworthiness out of me! Find someone else to weigh on Libra's scales, and fight me the way I am, because you want to!!
WhiteDwarf: YOU CAN KILL ME, BUT I WON'T LET YOU CHANGE ME!
Chaplain: You commit to your own unworthiness!? Espouse it as worth?
WhiteDwarf: I commit to a cosmos that gives me the worthiness I deserve!
WhiteDwarf: I don't commit to RedDwarf's cause! I don't commit to his politics and his opinions! I commit to the whole world he'll build!! The entire galaxy that I can see when I predict him!
WhiteDwarf: If your cosmos won't judge me as worthy, I'll tear it down! If the scales say I'm not enough, I'll judge them right back!