Tales of aztecs

[Elven]

He was in bad mood that day.

What happened, Crissie? I never saw you so angry!
Caramba! Alexa, just imagine, I saw Gentle, from Sparta's familia...

Alexa yawned. Crissie sipped a drink and continued.

Believe or not, but he went... phantom. He murdered his wife! I couldn't stand that.. Ahh...Believe me, it's pain to look. Something whispered me to announce vendetta on him. He answered by muttering about the Brotherhood and Phantom relations, not sure why. Anyway, for now I'm on hunt for him.
Huh? What about your girl there, she's calling herself Luxuria?
N-not sure what she'll say... We should meet at Freeport 9 tomorrow. But I won't take my words back. At least, because of familia pride... - he relaxed and looked to skies. - What confuses me, Gentle was using Maltese technology on our gunboat... Or at least I think saw. I met him near Etna, I was speaking with him... - He was counting fingers. - Then some flash... Maybe part of my fury, huh? Then, I chased him nearly to Omicron Alpha jumphole. But why Outcasts were defending him? Caramba, I have enough evidence for Council of Elders to declare him traitor. But... no. I'll finish my vendetta, we'll see how should it turn out.

He was looking to stars while trying to figure out his chances to stay alive. Something inside him made sure he'll survive. He stood up and...

***..the Chosen One...'exists'.***