10: Dream a prophecy, live a legend

Look at what we have, our dear hero, the man in shiny armor, unfortunatly I don't feel like helping you, not even a little, i'll let you rot on this station until the rats feeds on your corpse. Who am I? someone your hold close in your heart. Let's say i'm an old friend.

Isn't this ironic that this grave will be your as well? Ah, I remember the screams of the dying civilians as the Stak'Pha showed them no mercy. You should have seen the look in their face.

Isn't it scary to run in dark corridor without knowing what hide in the corners? I bet you don't know where to go now, you're a smart little boy, why don't you figure it out. If you can.