AMEN XLVII: Who's the Leader, Again?

[ThirdEmperor]

[Main Room]

"Hello."

The candyvamp lifts a hand, waving his fingers. "I shouldn't hold my breath for your peaceful resignation, I vill take it? How very sad." His smile is mocking, tone breezy, but there's no mistaking the predatory sharpness to his eyes, weighing Harley up. The empty scabbard in her hands draws a glance, but no concern at all - She seems like easy prey. "But look at this place. It is shameful. Embarrassing. I'd heard AMEN vas insurmountable, whispers of mad antics reach me all the vay in the Old Country - and vhat do I find vhen I come see for myself? Nothing. Not a stirring of evil in veeks, I hear, everybody's hoping the madmen and murderers all gave up, vent off somevhere else vith their tails between their legs." The vampire chides, clicking his tongue.

"You should give up. I vill make you second in command, no grudge at all. Then ve do great things, together. Best for everyone."