The wind is howling, but it’s nothing compared to the noise of people who think they can own something that was never theirs to begin with. I’m watching, Hindley. I’m watching every single one of you stumble. You thought you could cast me out and come back to find me wanting? You’re mistaken. I’ve built my empire on the very dirt you tried to bury me in. And as for the rest... let's just say the debt is coming due. Who else feels like the world is just waiting to be taken back?