Oh my Guardians, what have I allowed to happen?
A weeping man once whispered these words to an unfeeling universe, and the universe answered: Doom. Doom.
You are the unhappy midwife to the Szerpent of Czarnia, and all the blood he spills henceforth is on your hands. His power was taken, his title, his fellowship. But he'd made an oath: No evil shall escape my sight.
Unrelentingly. Unstoppably. Unbelievably. Francis Dalex would become the last man to kill Lobo for the last time. At last.
