"Oh come on, I don't always go in for the kill," Casimir chuckled, "I actually usually prefer to capture the scum and subject them to the most excruciating torment imaginable, but with your rules and everything I can't even get that much!"
Casimir clenched his fists under the table in annoyance and growing anger. Why was he even wasting his time trying to talk this stuff out with Zenith anyway? Zenith was the real life embodiment of all of Superman's ideals, there was no way that he would even consider what Abaddon had to say before getting all preachy about maintaining trust and peace with the rest of the world, and of course giving the villains they dealt with some opportunity to reform themselves in prison or whatever box the League stuffed them in.
"No fear huh? I'm sure you already know this, but there's not much for our supervillains to fear when all they have to worry about are a few scrapes and bruises and some half-assed time in prison. Do you seriously think they care about any of that, Zenith? Do you really think that punishment is enough to keep our society safe from future threats or to make sure the subdued villains never rise again?"
Casimir opened up his hands and spawned a grisly looking skull, still bloody and wearing the torn mask of the first major villain he as Abaddon had dealt with. Obliterate, a metahuman with the power to generate destructive beams that could easily demolish entire buildings, responsible for the death of many and destruction of much. It was... a difficult battle to be sure, and Casimir sometimes doubted he would have come out victorious had he not had the energy to produce and maintain the defensive aura form of his dark magic.
"I'm sure you remember this. After I spilled his guts and turned him into a grisly Christmas tree the amount of crime and villainous activity went down, a good amount if I remember correctly. Maybe some of the people felt afraid, but I think it was negligible compared to the feeling of security they had whenever they walked the streets during that time."
The skull disappeared with a darkened flash.
"I'm not saying we should always kill for the slightest of infractions, that's just stupid, but I am saying that you should all consider my methods... *ahem*, my desired methods more carefully. Sure I might enjoy them a bit too much, but at least they are effective in cutting out dangerous infections and keeping them quelled for longer amounts of time than your short term remedies do."
It's too bad that the Magus had to be roped up in all this controversy too. Zenith at least was concerned because of the value he placed on life, but the Magus was probably more concerned about the nature of Casimir's residing spirit and the power it had given him. Oh well, he had to deal with them later, though hopefully he could do so without much trouble like right now with Zenith. As much as he wanted to kill some of those wizards from time to time, he doubted they would really be deserving of such a fate or worth the trouble. He decided to still keep an eye out for them, his first few encounters with them weren't exactly friendly after all and he seriously doubted that they looked at him any differently nowadays.
