you're the courrier who caused so much trouble for my Legion and yet you dare come before me W pest in cult the best of my fumari is dead all the bribes I sent to the omeras ended up buying me nothing the great cons aren't exactly clamoring to fight for my Legion now how dare you compare Caesar's finest to this tribe of savages the Garris and I established at Nelson wiped out years of meticulous scheming to place a mole at Camp McCaron wasted you even disrupted a promising weapons deal with the van graphs I don't think you have what it so tell me this because I really want to know I am feared with good reason but you of all people dare to come here and stand before me the mighty kaisar what were you thinking pretorians to me