The Devil's Right Hand

What you cannot escape, you must fight; what you cannot fight, you must endure.

What you can't run away from, you have to face

Someday, Dante, I will discover how your mind works

Blue eyes glittered. A shock of golden hair - gone. The dust in the air swirled, coalesced into a thorn-twisted Shaman tattoo.

Watch the death of your enemy if you can, for you have caused it. When you have killed, watch the consequences of your actions.