On the path, Igon lay, his arms broken and hia legs unusable. Igon looks up to the peak of the mountain, his gaze filled with anger and hatred, his pride hurt and his limbs ruins Igon: Bayle! Vile Bayle! O terror incarnate! There is life in me yet! I will soon feast upon your heart! Mark my words! You too shall know fear! Uaaaaargh!
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