Pay Back is a Mutha…..
All of those nights running like a scared child when the ground shook. The tortuous sound vibrating my ear drums, barely warning me in enough time. The only thing I could do then was run. Run away like a lamb avoiding the slaughter house. No more!
How does it feel to be the hunted Mr. Fel Reaver? How does it feel to be the one laying there dead? You need a rez you say? No way. You gotta wait for your respawn big boy. I vowed to get you back one day. Revenge is sweet in this case.