I'm flattered that you took the time to write about me. There's a few
details in your story that are not accurate, but I guess you need to add
some spice to the equation for you to reason with your disposition. Not
to mention that I just destroyed your champion about fourteen or fifteen
times in a row. So... since you have resorted to this unreasonable and
impractical decision, I'll tell you what I'm going to do too. Every time
you attack me Robyn and your Champion will die.

I know you would like to discourage me from realizing near-perfection.
However, I have been empowered by holy flames and every step that I take
I continue to get closer to realizing something that has never been
done.

This is a game for you, but not for me.

Good luck.

-Z

Penned by my hand on Quensday, the 16th of Ios, in the year 482 MA.