A visitor?
Hmmm. Indeed.
I have slept long enough.
The Kingdom of Heaven has long since forgotten my name, and I am EAGER to make them remember.
However.
The blood of Minos stains your hands, and I must admit.
I am curious about your skills, Weapon.
And so, before I tear down the cities, and CRUSH the armies of Heaven...
You. Shall do. As an appetizer.
Come forth, Child of Man.
And DIE.