"You mean to tell me," Serah began, her voice caught between disbelief and restrained outrage, "that you are the psychotic vigilante who went around terrorizing every major criminal site across Amthar three years ago?" Her tone was sharp, her crimson eyes wide as Marcus calmly admitted his alter ego — Scourge.
Marcus tilted his head slightly, scratching his cheek with feigned bashfulness. "Well, when you say it like that, it sounds like I'm the villain in the story."
"You killed hundreds of people," Serah said flatly, her voice cold and level.
"For a good cause," Marcus replied without missing a beat, tone casual as if they were discussing the weather. "Besides, I helped all three kingdoms cut down their crime rates by almost forty percent. You'd think someone would've given me an award for public service by now."
Serah's eye twitched. "You want an award for mass murder? That's not justice, Marcus, that's slaughter."
