The shrouded man remained in place, unmoving and silent, his crossbow and fist remained at his sides. Though the silence was short.

"What I want," he said loudly, his voice a neutral yet menacing tone,"is for the world to be cleansed. For this city that I call home to be purified of all evils of the shadows. What I want is the [b]total annihilation of all Nightborn.[/b]"

His silence returned as his words echoed through the alley.
He shifted his right fingers around, adjusting his grip on his crossbow.

He continued,"It's quite nostalgic you know. You and I, here like this, [b]in an alley like before no less[/b]. Granted minus my partner, but only for now. He'll catch up shortly I'm sure. I wish I could say it's good to see you doing so well after what happened to you. But considering the factor of your now 'well-being', well, I'm afraid there can be no pleasantries between us, [b]Alice[/b]."