I can't believe that you thought this backhanded, pathetic attempt would be enough to discourage me. It's insulting really. You almost had me going but it's not going to work. You can't make me love Him less, and you can't convince me to turn back.

You are already aware that your greatest strength is to keep yourself invisible, we both know that the moment I see you pulling those strings, the life leaves the puppet and the show is over. No applause. No encore. No triumph to console yourself with. You are now and will always only be a defeated foe, so tuck that tail between your legs and head back to your pit.

Game over.