"Cold and merciless..."
Familiar environment of shadowy basement gives shivers to everyone, who dares to look into it. So does the frightening voice of Lost Soul.
"I like steel. Basically, it is very close to me in its nature. It its cold and merciless nature...
I'm looking forward to enter this steel cage next Tuesday. For a killer, there is nothing more satisfying than to have his future victim where he can't run away from. Lucky is about to feel the touch of Nothingness on his own skin...because talking about escaping the cage, he won't be able to do so, althought he may die tryin'. "
Silence embraces Israha for a few seconds.
"The Legion of Tarfield is going to conquer T.I.W. It is only a matter of time, as I foretold..."