I’ve spent years, in a haze, trying to forget my past. Sakaar seemed like the best place to drink, and to forget… and to die, one day. Well, I was thinking that you drink too much and it was probably gonna kill you. I don’t plan to stop drinking. But… I don’t wanna forget. I can’t turn away anymore. So, if I’m gonna die, well, it might as well be driving my sword through the heart of that murderous hag.