For those of us climbing to the top of the food chain, there can be no mercy. There is but one rule: hunt or be hunted.
Thank you for showing me the darkness in you. Reminding me I’ve got darkness in me, too. I was on my way to kill the people who took my brothers, but maybe I’ll show them mercy. Mercy that can heal my divided land. But someone’s gonna get a right good punch to the gut for putting me through this. Then mercy.