I'm Waiting For You, Vizzini

*Basileus* · 06-02-2018, 03:15 PM

Basileus lay on the ground fuming, his gaze baleful as he glared up at Enrico. If there were any gods at all, any potency to his gaze or justice in the world, the oath-breaker would burst into flame now. Basileus had never wished for anything so hard in all of his life. "Vieni più vicino e vedrai cosa posso fare," he said sniped coolly.

"Forse ridurrà il senso di colpa che senti, eh?" Basileus laughed darkly, then spit at Enrico. "Beh, vaffanculo, perché preferirei morire piuttosto che accettare l'aiuto di un uomo senza onore."

He snorted another dark laugh; clearly amused by the idea that Enrico could somehow lessen the guilt he undoubtedly felt. Once upon the time the man had been a good teacher. He'd been a brother, a mentor and a friend to many. Those friends, those pupils and brothers? They were all dead now. And the reason for their untimely deaths now sat just outside Basileus' reach. "Vuoi un assaggio di pace, vero? Possa tu non lo trovi mai."

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