[miltonyorkcastle]

*Cole reads the note and mumbles*

"Bloody Mist, always shipwreckin' me when I needs te be someplace."

*When he reaches his suite at the Arms, he sits at his desk and chuckles, scratching his chin, musing, then begins talking as if someone was standing right next to him, despite that he is all alone in his room*

"I wonder... The first time ever defeated, eh, Bloodstone? Were ye truly defeated? Or did ye let us win thet one? What was the purpose of thet, then, eh, Sir Bloodstone? No, really, what sort o' deal ye gots with thet Soul Mother, eh? Why'd she let ye return from the void? And how many souls did she require fer ye te be able te come beck and get yer revenge? Is thet what yer doin' then, mate? Feedin' her souls? Fulfillin' a deal? I bet she got a plenty o' souls outta thet last battle, eh? Was it truly a loss, old chap? Or were you laughing as we fed the Grim Reaper o' the Void?"

*shakes his head and turns to the papers on his desk*

"Well, what gots te be done, gots te be done."