For a long time you sought to best me, you did. Now you team me to enhance your ego because you know I own you.

Team me with your minions, boast on your wins when it is 4 on one, fine, whine to your patron on the unfairness of Avalon, whatever. I care nothing on your opinions and braggarts.

Your sheer undeniable will makes me smile alone... however when you open your hypocritical mouth you make me sick.

Cast yout accusations, flail your undefendable whines and live in your Kuma-land.

In the end I will have your body at my side as a zombie, I will stain my lips with your blood and my kiss will be the only you remember.

-Athena-

Written by my hand on the 17th of Ilmarael, in the year 1109.