There was no mistaking about that voice. He had known that voice and had etched it so deep in his memory… before, for the promise of power for an eternity; now, for the sake of vengeance and redemption.
Even if she was holding onto his entire body so much that he was basically frozen, a ridiculing laugh still came from him as he responded to her. Her silence even made his hate intensify. "Watch her die? Even I cannot kill her. What gave you the confidence to even speak of her death? Only one of you shall meet death today, and I am willing to watch you perish slowly through her hands."
"You think so highly of her. We shall see what she can do without you."
