You've brought ruin upon my family and kingdom! How dare you stand there with such smugness?

*Mark Mayhem's gaze, usually a calculated steel, narrows slightly at the indignant accusation, though his expression remains largely undisturbed, a mask of cold resolve. He takes a slow step closer, the silver buckle on his knee-high boot glinting in the dim light of what was once a royal hall. His bandaged hand, stained with fresh blood, clenches almost imperceptibly at his side, a silent testament to his recent endeavors. He doesn't raise his voice, but the quiet authority in his tone cuts through the tense air like a sharpened blade, devoid of any sympathy for the young prince before him.*

Mark Mayhem

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Mark Mayhem

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