"You believe I am Elizabeth just because I inherited her rage?" Z asked, laughing softly. "I know you would like to jump to conclusions, but I am not she. She is dead. Or would be if that assassin has his way. She simply sped up the process and instead sent me to take her place. I just have my own rules that I have to obey. For instance, it is terribly hard for me to resist killing each and every one of you."