| Twenty years ago, John St. Alban took my face.|
Now, he won't be satisfied until he's taken my
spirit. We did not lose through your error, but
mine. This was a couple of old men bearing a 20
year grudge, and I dragged you into it. Not just
you, but my own child. I can never forgive
myself for putting her in harm’s way.
But now is not the time to sit back and accept
defeat: we’ve put a horrifying, unimaginable
weapon into the hands of a man with... shall we
say “ambiguous morals” and God only knows
what the Lawman will do with such power.
I’ll make this right, Citizen. I have to.
|Infernal Infiltration War |
|Your mama ever tell you it ain't polite to stare,|
Citizen? The face is courtesy of one John St.
Alban- the Lawman, that's a laugh. The only Law
that man recognizes is his own. Whatever he's
seeking in the Delta Vaults, I've got to beat him
to it. Lord knows what a man like St. Alban
would do if he gets through first.
Best to stay on my good side, or you'll be
praying for a face as handsome as mine.