
(I'm not part of the League anymore; this is merely to assist them)
Hello, League.
You know who I am.
Your leader shares my name, but she is not me.
I am the TRUE Isit. The embodiment of chaos within your ranks. And not one of you will be able to stop me, not even you who call yourselves heroes. Manurau. Time Warp. Farrah Black. Bonfire. Rift. SpyScope. Lyrica. Digger. Oluja. Valkyrie. All rendered powerless against me.
And as for those of you who think yourselves villains... do you think chaos discriminates between the sinners and the saints? Mirrormage. Chance. Whiteout. Nightshade. Silverfrost. Mercenary. Hazard. I swear to you, all of you will be brought down.
And now, a brief message for your leader.
Manurau--you call yourself by my name. Yes, you may have started this madness, but that doesn't mean it is yours to control. Your creation is now beyond your reach. The only thing you can do now is choose whether you watch the incoming destruction with regret or pride for what you've done.
You will hear from me again, I assure you.
You're welcome
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