282. tfw you’re standing at the open window-wall of your extravagant barn loft apartment and gazing across the water at your nemesis’s mansion and wondering just how far he’ll push you now that your mentor has abandoned you to pursue your vendetta on your own and the only thing holding you back from unleashing your full fury is your own rapidly depleting reserve of restraint as the suffering inflicted on the town and people you’ve come to love deepens at a pace that threatens to exceed your ability to protect them
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