“Are you listening, Gabriel?” the voice says, muffled and staticky, “I’m coming for your city. For your throne. One piece at a time.” A gurgled cry joins the sound next, accompanied by the familiar squelch of flesh being torn, “I will take it all. Your city. Your Power. Your pretty little wife.” The voice laughs, “You don’t deserve that seat you sit on. We are just getting started. And as for you, you’ll soon be reunited with your beloved brother. See you soon, Gabriel.”
