We’re trapped, Path.
We need to get out of here. Excellent idea. I see your portal.
Making our escape now. Path, that’s not mine. Oh my… Well, you look happy. The masks we wear
are a part of who we are. Did you just come from a children’s party? Looking for me? Surprise. In my games, you will fear the shadows. Give this one a challenge. Game on! This is my costume.
I’m Octane’s legs. We all wear costumes to hide who we are. I find these
insipid celebrations of the macabre… amusing. Oh, you’re far from done. You all think
you’ll make it out of this alive. Death is never the end, not in my world. Enjoy this victory, winners. Everything ends. Guess you were right, Wraith. That wasn’t your portal.