Snap, Crackle and Pop:

Battles aren't my thing. I'm a transformation assistant. I assist with the transformation of humans, by simply being a sort of stool pigeon for Griffin. The choice, of course, belongs to each person if they want to be transformed or not. 

They could make a choice that would keep the transformation from happening. However, when they choose to heckle the light they see in me or others, Griffin sees them tied to a spit as the only peaceful solution. 

This isn't about NPD, BPD or any other PD. It's about demonic forces inhabiting people who actually are remorseful about their wrong doings, later on. It does not matter to Griffin how remorseful they are, it's snap, crackle and pop time.