ladies. gentlemen. you have 𝘦͟𝘢͟𝘵͟𝘦͟𝘯͟ well. you've eaten gotham's wealth. its 𝙨͟𝙥͟𝙞͟𝙧͟𝙞͟𝙩͟. but your 𝔣east is nearly 𝑜v͟er. from this moment on .. none of you are 𝐬͟𝐚͟𝐟͟𝐞͟.
disappearing in the middle of a 𝗳͟𝘂͟𝗻͟𝗱͟r͟a͟i͟s͟e͟r event to .. discuss 𝙱usiness.
he’ll be back soon, after he 𝒻ormally introduces himself to his guest.
@huntrings you don’t think I’ve noticed how reckless you are with your crossbow, how 𝘤𝘭𝘰𝘴𝘦 your arrows are to being fatal .ᐣ
I’m not training you to kill.