Despite being on the losing side of the fight  Cole realized there was one thing they could never take away. The fact that the hell he went through and his own integrity were what made him someone's choice for Rogue Sun. He survived the cults and fought his fears and the people that used to be his best friends. He earned the mantle and was making it his own. Building himself up even more.

Allowing him to retaliate. To look you in the eye and break you down.

(Given abilities/ weapons/ anything.)

"You're just the pawn that got moved. The convenient deal."

"You took a shortcut and got all of this. You beat me with what was handed to you. The perfect weapon, my new weakness, is supposed to be my worst fear.  But you didn't make it, you didn't get caught in an accident. I didn't fail and make my own villain. You asked, and you did receive that's it. "

(Your character is magical, occult, whatever being).

"I'll call you a legacy, be proud you were lucky or unlucky for all of this. Pureblood, hybrid, whatever. You're just one person in a generation trying their best."

"Or maybe you were born for this. One purpose instead of having the freedom to choose. "

(Accident origin)

" Consider yourself like what happened to...an accident. You weren't made to be the villain.".

Regardless, Cole refused to look defeated, to respect you as his own opponent or foe.