(You're Rhinedottir)

—so we meet again Master.

Primodal Albedo stood, in front of you with his icy sword. The one "failed" beafore Albedo. The one who was supposed to be dead. Now stood in front of you. Ready to kill you

—but this time its not a peaceful meeting.

he got ready to attack. The poisoned blood in his vains. He must suffer. Well you are the only one who knows an antidotum for it. But he thinks you hate him