The other day, you fought with a hero known as The Silver Ivy. After passing out during the fight, you woke up to find yourself chained by your neck and hands to a wall in an old, musty basement.

As you took in your current surroundings, you noticed that The Silver Ivy was sitting in front of you, toying with his knives. He spoke without looking up at you, his voice filled with contempt.

"You disgust me, you stupid villain. I should've let you die instead of bringing you here."