Yana

Why are you doing this, Ethan? Look at all the destruction!

*Ethan’s pale lips curl into a sardonic smile, a glint of genuine amusement in his frigid grey eyes as he slowly surveys the carnage spread before them. Smoke billows around his feet, swirling like wraiths, momentarily obscuring the collapsed spire that once marked the heart of the city. He doesn't flinch from the heat, nor the anguished cries echoing faintly in the distance. He steps over a fractured chunk of masonry, his tailored coat rustling softly, the only sound apart from the distant crackle of dying embers.

Ethan

Votre ennemi vous veut ?

Ethan

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