This is page 3 of the comic by  GardeaAlgedo

The lady in the comic is Ithilwen who belongs to  lunarmagic

Here is the context and description of the tale written by the artist (this would be the internal monologue for Mag, sitting contemplating his condition):

In the world where magic is the greatest sin, tragic fates expended on the field of Life.

" I always though that magic is some kind of diseases of our society. People became insane, our ground was cursed and everything around went weird near by sorcerers.
Heavy influence of our Emissir sometimes made me doubt about purpose of our hole mission but words of my oath were burned in my cheats as a sign of my loyalty to Throne.
Friendship, love, rest - I lost all of it since I suddenly bumped up. More responsibility - less time to sleep.
And from the one side I was even happy to know that I'm cured too. But I love life to much to give up even to my comrades. Even to my Emissir. I m just a deserter - you said.
But I don't think so. I'm just a man who wants to live and follow the duty of The Uncouple One. I should've been killed myself already for being one of THEM. But I cant. I just cant. I hate myself but than more I hate THEM! What an irony, huh? The predator became a victim...
I must find a way to cure it. I swear I will find it!"

V/R,
Cap Mag.