It's this witch-spy's ultimate joy to herald the incoming of a new era. With you and I, joining hands in this defeat of a new world, one thing is for sure, this year's hunt shall forever be remembered.
And one day, just one day, my name shall be remembered as the one who has successfully spearheaded a day that shall be forever remembered in the loins of history and by all.
By all means, let the hunt begin!
- This Witch-Spy To Vale
FIVE HOURS AGO
"A problem in our hands you say?" The Primarch asked the Baldrig heir who was breathing hard like his life depended on it.
"Indeed." The thirty year old man managed to breathe out in the midst of the turbulent beat of his heart. "And it is not a small problem I am afraid."