Ah man, you were a damn good enemy. I don't mean you were challenging, or you spoke to me with witty quips or anything. You had heart, and that is the very top of my list of needed attributes of enemies. I don't care if you can't find your ass with two hands, a flashlight and a search party, if you have the heart to keep with it regardless of overwhelming odds, I'll love you every second of it. That is what you did. We have the head, screw it, Ezrail is going to come, no matter the fact that there's three people to pounce on him and he has about zero chance to actually retrieve let alone live. Alot of people would call it stupid or suicidal, I called it ballsy and fun. You even made it out alive a few times, and as time went on you got more and more clever, having me chase you into snares, learning better tactics. I love watching an enemy grow, makes you feel like you're helping them get better which in turn means better entertainment. While I never really 'feared' you, I alwys enjoyed it when you were around. I knew you weren't going to be one of those people who tries to hide quietly out of the way, waiting for the safe oppurtunities, yet not completely I don't care if you kick the hell out of me either. I would say I look forward meeting you again, sadly I don't plan on having another mortal for awhile. Someday though, someday...