"You cannot." He blows a plume of smoke, but his tone is flat, unyielding. "Until the day she stops her own efforts, these will never stop accumulating. You can purify the area all you like; they will only come again. That is what it means, to descend into the pits of Hell! It will never entirely leave you, no matter how far you run, no matter whose blessings you might beg for!"

His voice intensifies, in volume and speed, until he is outright shouting by the end of it, pacing forward.