Draiss stared at Ovai's stall, before snorting softly. "Oh, I think you will care about me.<br/><br/>And correction, destroyed building, several wounded, none dead. I arranged the explosions to give people time to get out. And it has only been a year and a half Ovai. Can't you recognize me? I mean, I was busy being stabbed to death by you and the other six last we met, but I guess our deaths didn't mean that much to you. After all, what is a mere four more bodies and a lie on top of everything else?"<br/><br/>He stepped forward to where Ovai could see him, and smiled evilly at him. "Hello, old 'friend.' Been a while, no?"