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Saito raises an eyebrow as the ship careens off into the distance, a beam of light powering it's escape. He raised an eyebrow as he smiled, knowing that the Emperor would be furious. After all, someone had had the audacity to destroy his gardens right under his nose. And when he got mad, his care for his precious little population decreased. After all, what were a couple of civilians when compared to the fools who had tried to murder him? Those who had so blatantly come for his head, halted only by the heroic efforts of one of his own Dragon Guard. With a grin on his face, Saito finished his story.

Raising a hand, he gathered the winds once more. The clouds swirled, as a hurricane formed far above the land. It focused itself down into a single figure, a tornado the size of a skyscraper. It twisted and turned, great arms of swirling wind emerging from the main body of the tornado. And from deep within the winds could bee seen the steady glow of two eyes, filled with nothing but the explosive rage of the storms, the need to destroy all in it's path. "And your name will be drum."

As storms did, it simply rumbled. A newly formed spirit, an embodiment of rage and destruction. And witha  grand gesture, Saito sent the beast on it's way. It would rage across the land, and destroy any housing it's prey might find. It would chase them across the great waters, it would chase them unto the ends of the universe. It's very existence was defined by it's need to destroy those that had been designated as it's prey. From this day forth they would never find rest, nor harbour.

Proud of his little plan, Saito turned on his heels and headed back to the palace. After all, the Emperor would need his protection.