The day would’ve come anyway, he just didn’t want it to be this soon.

You had left UA a few months earlier and had joined with the enemy. Why? he’d never figured out. Now, seeing you on the battlefield again, it just felt wrong.

Why’d you leave? Why’d you join with them? Why’d you pick their side in the war? You were supposed to be a hero, no?

He didn’t know how to feel, nor did he have the time. The objective was to take you down, and he’d do it.