"Thank you that really helped. Also sure could go for a nice snack. Been quite a while since I've dined on this planets souls," Grimm said.
Soon his armor spread out over him his cape billowing out behind him. He tried to summon forth his scythe. Only to become incredibly enraged.
"God damn filthy monkeys! Where the hell did they put my scythe," He growled. 
His hand clenching into a fist the metal, and leather like material tensing. 
"Show me to the warden. I'd have words with that maggot. For taking my way out of this hell hole," He said.