Waves of pleasure rolled through trick, eyes alight with joy. "[color=9e0039]Oh yes that's him, that's him[/color]" he chanted. Excitement was all he could feel looking at the face of Dimitri Cromwell, so far the only hunter to ever excite him in a fight. [i]Soon[/i] he thought [i]Soon there will be no more Dimitri.[/i] Mind racing ideas and questions popping up and disappearing at blinding speeds, [i]How would I hurt him, what does he love, who does he care for?[/i] among the main ones. He grabbed the computer from Logan and scrolled through the pages of Cromwell, multiple family members, almost all hunters. Saliva dripped from Tricks mouth, unhindered by his lack of lips. A maddened laugh exploded from his chest, followed by an extreme heat boiling the floor beneath him. He looked back to Logan sweat dripping from his brow "[color=9e0039]Now tell me Logan, who are these Cromwells?[/color]"