Let’s talk about your weapon. What did you do to her? What did you do to Elektra?
Yeah. You dug up her grave, and what did you turn her into?
The body you knew was merely a vessel, waiting for its purpose. She’s ours now.
If she’s your vessel, why hasn’t she killed me yet? Twice now, she could have taken my life, but she hasn’t. Why do you think that is, huh? Your weapon is defective.