"Not everyone is like us, Antonin ... they are not warriors," Harry continued lowly, standing and menacingly pacing the narrow width of the platform in an incessant loop. "But some people are just born that way. You have it ... I have it ... I know the warrior code burns inside you, as much as it does with me. And you’ve tried to kill two of my witches now, including my dear bride. This is something I can neither forget ... nor forgive. Merely butchering you wont be nearly as satisfying as I need this to be.