Damien continues to lean on his hammer wearing a frown as he watches Jerrid's righteous tantrum unfold.
"Leo has the right of it Jerrid. The thing is evil. Aye it ain't attacked or acted malign yet... but its a soul come back from the wrong side. Evil perhaps before as it is now. Maybe against its will..."
The soldier grits his teeth, and hefts the weapon to his shoulder;
"Dead it once was. Whoever it once was. Dead it'll be again. Bless'ed release or no..."
He looks to the others;
"Let's get this done. Deputy on my mark..."