Glaine ár gcroí, neart ár ngéag, beart de réir ár mbriathar. [It was spoken mostly under his breath, as if it was some kind of sacred oath he took a measure of comfort in.] 'Purity of our hearts, strength of our limbs, action to match our speech.' Even in the face of unspeakable evils, it is those three things we must without question hold to.

[Even merely sitting across from Edgeworth, every word he spoke radiated an aura of strength and pride that matched the way he carried himself.]

You and I fight differently, there is no question of that. But if there are to be those who would try to bring forth evil, then all the same we will uphold justice and honor. No matter how many may try or what they might do...as long as there is evil, there will always be good to combat it with all that they have.