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	MurMur's feral little eyes watched as Astrape, readied her potentially fatal attack.  He however showed no fear, his delusions could easily manipulate the laws of reality, for while he may only be some mutt of a demon.  He in his distorted perception of reality he was invincible.  As she readied her attack time remained at it's normal speed.  MurMur readied himself and immediately something happened, he had no idea how it happened, he must have been so powerful his mind couldn't comprehend what happened.  Within this little body is true nature must be struggling to escape and transformed the once fearsome woman into an unassuming girl.  Thus was the power of the Devil God himself!  The Mind Pixie had revealed much more than previously anticipated.
	He adopted a cocky little stance and watched as the woman sulked to the bar, then immediately his eyes fell upon the huge creature bursting into the bar.  While at any given second he could easily obliterate this entire place, he would have to refrain from doing so for the moment.  There were devious, nay, Devilish things that needed to be accomplished.  He walked over to the table he had been sitting at before and grabbed his broom-staff shouldering the weapon of unspeakable terror and headed for the door.  The Mind Pixie had determined that he must seek out a dragon egg and eat it whole, the protein alone should triple him in size.  This Dragon however was no regular dragon.  He would need to seek a special beast.
	This was of course only the first step to his inevitable rise to power.  He would also need the soul of a soulless creature, which was o course the rarest soul available.  

	Of course he was still drunk, any self resecting bar tended should have never given something his size pixie blood.  Eventually he'd come down from the effects of the Pixie Blood, but for the moment he had a quest to do.  He had purpose.  He had a way.