“In another life maybe you could have stopped me.”

Bolas says with a calm tone, gazing down at you and the shattered weapon which laid in pieces around you.

“When will you planeswalkers ever learn? You all amass power to prevent the inevitable but you always fail in the end. Why? Why do you embarrass yourselves and still try to stop me?”

The ancient dragon questioned, his shadow looming over you as he awaited your answer.