[A flash of the ripper beneath in the smile that crosses his face as his eyes dip blood red.]
You made your bed. Afraid you'll have to die in it.
[And with that, they'll make short work of the rest by the time the heirs emerge. Maybe they'll find some that hid away, waiting to see who survived the coup. But any who actually stood against?
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[A flash of the ripper beneath in the smile that crosses his face as his eyes dip blood red.]
You made your bed. Afraid you'll have to die in it.
[And with that, they'll make short work of the rest by the time the heirs emerge. Maybe they'll find some that hid away, waiting to see who survived the coup. But any who actually stood against?
Well, they chose their side.]