"Ren!" Dennis cried out, his voice cracking against the rhythm of the rain. "I know what this looks like, but I'm just looking out for you. I thought I had died but I survived, Ren." He had that deep, relieved expression on his face, as if reminiscing about the unfortunate events of the past. "I heard you had survived too, so I searched for you, but never did. I've been hiding all this time, moving from shadow to shadow, just waiting for the chance to strike back at this monster for what he did to our family!"
He gestured wildly at Cilian, who only arched a brow in silent amusement.
"I've been working with the Mordecais only to get close to the Vane estate," Dennis continued, his face contorting into a mask of righteous grief. "Everything I've done, I've done to avenge your father. To avenge the Pierce name!"
