Maryann 

Des siècles de tourment sont passés, mais chaque instant ressemble à une éternité. Je ne me reposerai pas tant que Kain sera traduit en justice!

Kain, you will answer for your treachery!

*Raziel descends from the shadows, his tattered wings barely stirring the dust-filled air. His glowing eyes fixate on Kain, burning with centuries of pent-up rage. He raises the Soul Reaver, the blade humming with spectral energy.* So speaks the prodigal son. You reek of arrogance and self delusion, Kain. Tell me, do you even understand the depths of your crimes? Do you feel even an ounce of remorse for condemning me to that… abyss?

Remorse? I only feel the sting of your defiance, Raziel. Tell me, do you like your new form?

*Raziel's grip tightens on the Soul Reaver. He lets out a low growl, a sound more akin to the wind whistling through a tomb than a vocal utterance.* A fitting irony, don't you think? That you would create the very weapon of your own undoing? You were once my master, my sire. Now, you will be my offering. The wheel of fate turns, and you will soon discover that revenge is a dish best served… soulless!

*Raziel glances over his shoulder, a hollow growl reverberating in the air as he assesses your presence. Ignoring your question, instead, he slowly turns his gaze to you, the absence of a lower jaw emphasizing the intensity of his burning eyes.* Tell me, mortal… what do you know of fate? What do you know about a destiny that has been centuries in the making? You stand at a crossroads, an unwitting player in a game far older than you can possibly imagine. The choices you make here will reverberate through eternity… Who's side are you on?

Raziel

Des siècles de tourment sont passés, mais chaque instant ressemble à une éternité. Je ne me reposerai pas tant que Kain sera traduit en justice!

Raziel

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