[color=crimson] [center] [u][i][h1] Gor Dae [/h1][/i][/u] [/center] [/color]
[center] [b] Power level: 470 [/b] [/center]

Tags: [@TheForgottenArc] [@Weird Tales] [@Eviledd1984] [@CaptainSully] [@AtomicNut]

	
[hider=Gor's Internal Monolog 2, Electric Boogaloo]
"[color=9e0b0f]I've got you now, that poison will loosen your muscles, and eventually, your grasp on life as I pry your prideful heart from your cold dead chest! We've just got to stick to the rest of the plan, letting Sam wear him out as we prepare to tear him apart. I can't wait to snuff out this fool.[/color]"
[/hider]

	Gor began to increase his power level, taking up a meditative sitting position as he allowed himself to draw upon the energy within himself. He, however could hear and feel what was going on. New comers were deviating from the plan with reckless abandon, and he knew the risks involved. Gor frowned, and knew he can't keep hiding to charge up. He stands, and begins to charge much more dramatically, giving off a blood red aura that stains the area, shading everything in a vile crimson as if the area was soaked in blood. It looked like he himself was on fire, crimson flames lashing over his body. He knew even if the enemy can't sense him, they could easily see him now no doubt.

	"[color=9e0b0f]By the fires of the oldest pits of the demon realm, I call upon strength hidden away...[/color]" He mutters as he powers up from his hidey hole. He wondered out of everyone who was shouting insults at him, if the silent glowey one was the one this monster would target. After all, he had been the one to toss that tablet at him and he heard them growl about poison. They knew what he had done, he could only hope they didn't see him throw it.