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

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[hider=Gor's internal monolog 3:Revenge of the return of the son of the thought bubble.]
"[color=9e0b0f]Ok, Mr.Spikey Monkey is distracted and, wait, no, No nononononono. We're all going to die, we're all going to die! That blast will glass the entire city, and kill millions! Maybe I could perform a ritual with the massive amount of deaths, no, no t- is that a giant pot?[/color]"
[/hider]

	Gor watched as Mugen transformed into a giant pot, and bodied an attack to level the city. Gor couldn't believe as he watched her burnt and broken body crash into the ground, before her life flickered out like a candle that burned so bright it only could burn for so long, or so Gor thought. He realized to late, just who it was that jumped into the path of a genocial blast that'd kill millions. Mugen, the Bandit King had been a pain in Gor's side for years. Her self proclaimed title as well as her skill set rivaled even his own. He had been one of the few to discern a few of her identities, and no doubt her with him. Gor felt a deep rooted pang of guilt, and rage at her destruction. She was the closest thing he had to a rival, a fellow soul of banditry trying to prove themselves to the world. Someone even Gor had a soft spot in his heart for.

	However, unlike him Mugen had decided to give up her life to save so many people she did not know, and some she no doubt did. A heroes death that many would cry and weep over, calling her in death a hero with any flaws in life forgotten during the grieving. Even he couldn't bare to think of her faults in the moment, his mind focusing on the person who killed her. His mind focusing his rage into a pinpoint of murderous intent. As he raged when his bandits were killed, he now raged as well. Feeling his body fill with the strength of his rage, he watched as everyone descended upon the spikey monster and assailed them with everything they had. This, was his chance to end this fight, even with Sam's blubbering of challenges and power. The plan was failing, but he would give it one more shot. 

	Gor began to pour his rage, his hate, his energy into a burning attack, a Dream of Dragon's Fire. His intent, was to burn Radiz's to ashes after Sam weakened him further. It would burn for eternity, and he would rip Radiz's soul from his body, and consume it, or at least his still beating heart. His throat bulged with flame, as he prepared his attack. Smoke rose from his body, and out of his nose as though he was burning up internally, which was partially right. His soul was ablaze with rage, and he would quench it with blood.