[Immersion POV: Seer]
This took me a few months, but for me, it was just a string of long nights that refused to break.
Vengeance has a strange way of taking hold of one's mind. Just a torrent of thoughts and images from the past. No semblance of sanity in sight until it's all over.
I emerged from the sewers and entered the Acheron Corps HQ through its rear entrance. Azrael was holed up in a huge tower somewhere on the top floor.
The entire place was empty except for those underpaid lackeys he sent after me occasionally to tell me I was going the right way. Taunting and joking through the speakers.
Didn't take very long to invade his chambers. It was a pretty place, all glass and steel rods.
He was standing outside on the balcony, barely visible among the storm.
