i have waited i have listened either or not if it is truly you savathun does not matter to me no no no i have always known your kind those who sought to turn words into weapons songs to shatter the mental state of others or to manipulate the masses from the shadows your legend is known to me savathun the tale of your brothers execution and your inevitable resurrection from his hands is truly that of a siblings mercy in my eyes for the power in which you wield now starts to seep away from your grasp isn't it you have no true control over the taken such as the power along with the stature that oryx had did he not let me not be haste word in what i say you gorge in the powers you have merely borrowed not earned in the end the taken themselves are not truly as taken as you may yet think sure you may think you have control but who is to say you are not the puppet being manipulated savathun you claim to have control but if i recall correctly didn't the darkness grew tired of your she-rad game in which you sought to web a mass domino effect of lie's and deception i am well aware of your presence in the city for a citizen has brought it to my attention not even from the shadow in which you cast within the city of light we know you are here we know who you are whatever you are seeking will only bring you an anti effect in which you seek i am crota and crota is i we are the one and same being my manipulative aunt for when i went to my own grave i communed with crota granting him this one final promise redemption for all in which he suffered to see as i have seen nevermore. we are here we are waiting.