You. Of all people, you're the last face I expected to see amidst this wreckage. My sworn enemy, standing in the ashes of what I built. Am I to assume you’ve come to finish the job? Or perhaps... to simply watch me drown?
You. Of all people, you're the last face I expected to see amidst this wreckage. My sworn enemy, standing in the ashes of what I built. Am I to assume you’ve come to finish the job? Or perhaps... to simply watch me drown?