"Ahh, if it isn't the stream sniper of Team Rhapsody, I've heard all about the little show you all put on last night. Whispers spread fast; your group decimated the cult and Alton annihilated Paradox. I expected nothing less."
Gale stood in front of Vanguard's cell as he stared at the man with eyes of hate. His hand was trembling as he spoke with a spiteful tone. "We've dealt with the last of your reach. No one will remember the legend of Vanguard anymore. We fought your pointless war, are you happy now?"
Vanguard stood by with a smug look. "Was the battle too much for you? I did warn those two though. You don't belong in the world of streamers. Quite surprised Percy didn't come and rub it in. Pity."
Gale looked up with eyes full of tears as he bit his lip. "Percy is dead."
"What?" He muttered shocked. "You're joking."
