Edwin VanCleef, you say? I would as much expect a letter from my dead grandmother... So you've killed him then? Pardon me in saying, but I'm somewhat surprised. He was a peerless fighter in his younger years. Let's see what he finds the need to write to me about after so many years.$b$b<Baros peruses the letter.>$b$bEdwin... I see the years haven't changed you a bit, an idealist as ever, and a romantic. He doesn't care who he hurts, $N. Revenge has consumed him. But then, I'm not sure I can blame him.