Gal. Then what is an assassin?
Myr.One who wars
Only with weak, defenseless creatures. One
Whose calling is to murder unawares.
My brave Leucippe is no murderer.
Gal. Thy brave Leucippe is no longer brave,
He is a mere assassin by thy showing.
I saw him with his victim in his arms,
His wicked hands dyed crimson with her blood!
There she lay, cold and stark—her gentle eyes