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The sudden desire to see all these creatures dead by his jaws was becoming his singular focus in life. If only he knew how many attempts he would try and kills these creatures...perhaps he would rethink trying to do it. But there was a desperate obsession now, something that was driving the poor firani drakien almost quite mad. When things didn't work the way he wanted them to, when his plans didn't go according to plan...the drakien almost reverted into a even more primal version of Epyhah.

For his focus wasn't to kill to eat...no his purpose was sheerly to kill...the pleasure of killing. To feel the snap of bone between his teeth, the taste of blood in his mouth. He wanted to hear the dying cries...the shrieks of pain. It was probably a good thing humans generally were smart enough to leave him alone, else they would be terrorized by this green fire spitting beast of the nether.

His normal plans of attack continued to fail and he was becoming desperate. So this time he was coming from the air, trying to force the annoying things to the ground where he could then set them on fire. Blasts of green flame erupted from his mouth but it just seemed that one against a horde (or at least felt like one) just wasn't manageable. It he had stopped to thing he could of gotten help from Epyhah..he was sure that drakien would enjoy making a mess of the vlidean but he had too much pride to ask for help.

And thus he tried...and he failed again. The drakien was slowly devolving from his clever self and into a quivering mass of rage and pain. He would kill them....even if it was the last thing he did.

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