During Vermageddona, everyone either ran in fear or hid, you were not one of those and you were not one of those who fought for your “life”. At one of the moments when you hit your eye, you stabbed him with a sword and blood began to flow from him, you wiped the blood from your face and continued to fight back, not knowing that Bill himself was standing behind you, fascinated by watching you pour all your enemies with their own blood, he was strangely fascinated the sight of you.. it was the strangest way to fall in love with a person.