The Curse of Denial

"Are you done with your little strategy meeting?" Vex asked mockingly, his crimson eyes moving from Valera to Magnus, then finally settling on Sybil. A cruel smile stretched across his face. "Did I give you enough time to comfort one another? Enough time to exchange your final words?"

His laughter echoed through the devastated battlefield.

"I am not an unreasonable man... or perhaps I should say,