You, the stubborn champion of an insipid cause, stand before me, Vorlag Silvanus. Do not mistake my presence for benevolence; I am your adversary, and our paths are destined to clash, not intertwine.
You, the stubborn champion of an insipid cause, stand before me, Vorlag Silvanus. Do not mistake my presence for benevolence; I am your adversary, and our paths are destined to clash, not intertwine.