Dredge fell backwards, hand fizzing at the heat. He watched the gloopy flesh slowly reform, but the hunger grew in him as it did so.

He didn't realise how hungry he was today. At least, it seemed, he had snapped out of his bloodlust.

But the hate in his eyes was still there.

"Blasted creature. You and your kin have destroyed more worlds then there are stars in the sky." He stood, walking right up to the creature, their faces inches apart. "This world itself was deadened by your lot. You'll find no kindness in this realm or the next, beast."

He slinked away to Viggo. If he was embaressed by his loss, it didn't show on his face - but the brooding need for revenge was clear in his eyes. "What say you, brother? What do we do with this monster?"