She reaches from beyond the grave to make good men her wicked slaves. She'll take your blood. She'll take your head. She'll follow you until you're dead.

(The truth will come out. Maybe not today. Maybe not tomorrow. But it will. The truth shall be your curse. I will shadow you for eternity. I will follow you forever. And everything you take. And everyone you harm. You will feel the grip of my hand. I will show them what you've done. I will never let you go.)

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