He snapped the book shut with a hand, before standing up, and turning toward them, not bothering to remove the illusion. "To remind you that your sins haven't been forgotten, nor will they EVER be forgiven. We would have given the seven of you what you wanted, had you not attacked, but instead you chose a life a luxury and lies. So I will return it to you. Enjoy your time, for at some point, some time soon, I will begin reclaiming that which I lost. Ovai is currently the first, due to sheer bone headed stupidity, and likely will not live to see the end of my warnings. After that, though, it will be determined by how well you use the power you sold your souls and honor for. You are all marked, and none shall die peacefully. That I swear. When you die, however, is up to the one who brought me back. You two have a nice day."<br/><br/>He nodded politely, the illusionary wounds fading, before he turned and walked out, like he didn't care what they or their guards did, simply taking the shortest path to the exit, heading to the one that pointed toward the next 'hero's' land.