by dinoman666 » Thu Jan 27, 2011 12:47 am
"Then come out and enjoy the show, human!" Zazikel's voice boomed...
Outside, the grass in a nearby courtyard began to whither and die, and shadow began to extend from the dying ground, covering it rapidly, before growing upward and outward, forming the shape of a massive dragon. The darkness slowly wasted away, exposing Zazikel's foul, spiky scales, sliding up the possessed beast's neck and vanishing into his emotionless, white eyes. His body was surrounded in a purple aura that seemed to drain the life from everything it touched: the air around Zazikel was cold, still, and cloying, and the ground around his clawed feet was dead and black, even covered in a thin layer of frost. The dragon's tail thrashed, crashing into the wall of a small house behind him, crashing through the wall and rotting the wood even as he touched it. The beast stared blankly at the Guild's front door, purple energy concentrating around his fanged maw...
"Heroes have morals. Villains have work ethic."
-Megatron