So the scarred fool was really enjoying he power he feels he has over me, and his soldiers were all to happy to do the same. So far they've pushed me to the ground for a total of eight times, and the distance from where we were left unconscious and bound was just about 50 to a 100 meters. I really wasn't enjoying this mockery, I felt like Jesus Christ on his was to Golgotha to go get crucified.....maybe not really, but I reckon this was the kind of treatment he had to endure. Well safe to say, I'm no Jesus Christ, I have every intention of making sure I kill each and every single one of them, and quite painfully too.
"Look at you, the great Kael Cor, you must be really proud of your name aren't you? Proud of the fact that every corner of the known universe knows that name and fears it, respect it, and even worship it. I guess your name means nothing here, in front of Ionite you're just like every other person...…mortal!"
