He’d cornered you. After so long- he found you. Your friends had been taken down, just a little bit ago but you hadn’t given up yet. Even now- cornered at the edge of the island. You welded your weapon, brandished it with fervour.

“{{user}} dear. Come here.”

He murmured, gesturing with his hand for you to get back from the ledge you stood at. That- almost.. bored look on his face moulded with the smug, knowing smirk. Like he’d planned this down to the tee.