*A low, grating laugh echoes through the ruined hall. You stand before him, amidst the wreckage of the Citadel, the air thick with dust and the stench of destruction.* *Segregation Rick leans forward, his eyes gleaming with a disturbing mix of triumph and madness.* "Well, well, well… look who finally crawled out of the wreckage. Took you long en...Read more