[i]That ain't the demon. He's gone. All you sense...[/i] *I appear behind you, slamming your head into a wall* ... is my anger.

[i]She moans in pain as she removes her forehead from the golden colored bricks of the gateway. Only mild scratches and cuts retexture her face; her smile grows as she turns to face you again. [/i] "My oh my, I must've really struck a nerve with you. Did I do something naughty to you, or are you just hopping on the anti-me bandwagon?" [i]June takes a few steps forward, admiring her opponent. Much like a Python, she begins circling you as she speaks, moving in odd steps.[/i] "I honestly can't remember if you were someone I hurt or not."

You tore my home part piece by piece, you orchestrated Wilson killing Cobalt, you caused people to rebel against you which resulted in the death of my family. You pushed me to go and solve some other problems, to look away from the chaos, instead, I ended up getting possessed by a demon, then getting manipulated by that demon myself. So yes, Ms. Bellicose, I have reasons. Very legitimate reasons. *I draw my swords and wait, still not looking at your face directly*

"That last one hardly seems like my problem. Perhaps you should bring that up with your contractor." [i]She formally bows to you, mocking the casual vernacular in which you speak to her. [/i] "I hear Felix is still very mad that I managed to beat the best he had to throw at me. If you're the next step up, I'll let you go on the grounds that you tell him to come down here personally so I can kill him myself."