"A game, ah, this is a good game... but I prefer it a bit fairer, though unfortunately the new Order doesn't want me to do that," he said with a look of distress on his face.
"A fair game?"
Lorenzo cautiously observed his surroundings; he was confident he could kill Moriarty in one blow, but he was unsure of what would unfold afterward, as Moriarty must have something up his sleeve.
Both men were cunning gamblers, and before that moment of desperation arrived, neither knew what the other would do.
"Yes, I... that thing is called Iron Serpent, right? I warned you at the time, but regretfully, you still failed," Moriarty said, "I've read your file, you used to be so perfect, but now you've started blending in with those guys, becoming ordinary among the crowd."
"A Demon Hunter should be cold and ruthless, efficiently killing every enemy. But look at you now, Lorenzo, you've become like a street thug... You've even begun supporting those orphans, do you really think you're human?"
