So, how far do you wanna take this, Ethos? How far? Because I can keep it up as long as need be, buddy.

…

Ahh, well, anyway, Ethos is about to learn that if there’s any one thing I do better than he does, it’s rage. And vengeance. Y’know, like Kratos. Maybe I can’t dual-wield chain blades, but I can still dish out the pain – and he’s about to discover this firsthand.

He could have just left it alone. He wrote a nasty editorial, I wrote a nasty editorial, and all was fair and balanced – until he decided he had to get in one last lick. Well guess what? That last lick is going to cost him.

It’s going to cost him… oh, so dearly.

I’m going to take away that which he holds most dear. Not only will I take it away, but I will warp, derange, and violate it in unspeakable ways. Only then will he know the true meaning of pain; and only then will he realize the foolishness of his ways.

He should have quit while he was ahead.

He is right about one thing, though. He is, indeed, the girl. And he always will be.