[spoiler]I was originally going to put a “are you not entertained”gif here but you know, my app decides at the last second to break and not let me post links. So I’ll say it myself.[/spoiler] *I walk out of the courtyard and into the cold and stormy night. Every inch of my armor is scorched or broken, and my swords covered in blood. My left arm is broken, shattered at the wrist, and in its hand clutches the head of my own partner, Sherlock Holmes. I look up to the sky over the massive battlefield like talking to the horsemen, sins, and gods of the apocalypse themself, and shout, almost a thunderous roar.” “Are you not entertained!!”