"The righteous shall rejoice when he sees the vengeance. He shall wash his feet in the blood of the wicked." (Psalms 58:10)
A private jet is soon to land in the desert that is Arizona, where Senester is seated staring and reviewing the latest rumblings on HWA.com. He watches Heinrich’s recent response to Butch that seems to peek his interest as he shakes his head with disappointment.
(Senester): Heinrich…Heinrich….the only scrap of respect that I have for you is merely the fact that you are my Baron’s brother. However slight resemblance there may be inside of you, you are not he, and thus have a limited capacity to comprehend the full measure of your own blather. You dare to mock me? In a matter of hours on Havoc you are stepping into my arena. You will face the Gladiator of God….the Rampant Lion and your fate will be decided by a simple flick of my thumb. Do not go into this match presuming that simply because the stated terms of the match called for what you might consider “fair” that, that awards you any degree of capability in overcoming the obstacle before you. You are outmatched in every way. Stepping into the ring with the Lord’s beast is not the same as facing Logan Neilson. It is not the same as your diminutive victories over the paltry competition you faced against Medos or Lucas Valentine. Your task is insurmountable.
I am being kind in telling you this…allowing you to mentally prepare yourself, but it appears my benevolence knows no bounds. Listen carefully Heinrich….your defeat will not go well for you. Your defeat is more than the submission or pin-fall at the end. You will be made an example of. Your lips and breath haven’t earned the privilege to speak my name, let alone slander it with your tapered vision of the world. If you walked away from The Other Side with minor “injuries” that needed attending to as you have divulged, your expectations on medical care following your match at Havoc should be rather high.
Has it ever occurred to you that Butch Parker is speaking the truth? Believe me when I tell you, he is a righteous man, of that I can assure you. What makes you think I’ve strung him like a puppeteer? What makes you think he’s nestled under my wing at my command? He is resolved in his actions. Some may indeed be my design, but the choice of proceeding belongs solely to him. I’m afraid that Ms. Lang’s ankle is a small matter, unfortunate as it may be. She should be grateful that greater harm did not come to her. As for Jason, it is regrettable that such an angelic face be tarnished, but there is no salvation from the wrath of God. He is a simple bystander to the blasphemy of other, and he paid the price for it.
I want you to remember something Heinrich. Don’t go around claiming to posses the power to bring “living hell” to someone. You possess no such power. It is I who hold heaven and hell in the palm of my hand. Be careful Heinrich…at best your crime is a mere insult, progress any further and you will become a nuisance; on where the price is much…much higher.
Senester then turns his attention to an interesting dialogue that seems to have been exchanged by Buff Bridges and Curt Evers as the scene fades to black.
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