Adinraen screamed in delight as the head of the man was effortlessly loped off by the deadly Ring Blade. Adinraen proved masterful in its use, even if, at times it was a double edged sword. The head landed on the ground in a soft thud, and Adinraen reset himself just as it did. 

The stunned onlookers could barely pull themselves away, some running for their very lives - while some were frozen in fear . Adinraen reached down and grabbed the head, lifting it for all to see. In his hands the head passively began to lose its form and shrink, the skin peeling off. Before the process was completed, however, a woman human set her mind on revenge. 

[b]“That was my husband…you will die elf…” [/b]

Adinraen smiled at the woman's decloration, and at the flames that began to engulf the land from the man's magic. Soon, it would be considered a natural fire and belong to Adinraen and his steadily growing domain. By now, his reach extended out by a circumference of one thousand eight hundred and eighty four point ninety six feet. 

[b]"WILL I?"[/b] Adinraen raged and launched the head at the oncoming weapon, causing the two to collide mid air. The woman had to be mortified that she had just destroyed the head of her fallen husband, but in her revenge she carried on. Adinraen parried her spear and only took a nick to the arm before his blade was about to enter her. 

Shake. 

The ground shook! Something large was coming, something very pissed off with the elf. Adinraen pierced the woman's heart, and looked in the direction of the voice, his eyes flashing with glee. He screeched into the air as he kicked the woman off his blade.

[b]"THE JAWS OF SUKOH?! BRING THIS CREATURE TO ME AND I WILL WEAR HIS JAWS AS A HELM!" [/b]

He was gleeful in the way he waited, launching himself from the ground and atop the split stature - waiting for the creature, this Sukoh, to come to him. He was the one dominating this land and Sukoh would be walking right into his cold embrace of death. For now, however, he continued to extend his dominance throughout the land. A strange twinge turned his eyes to where his Commander, Dynoz, was when he last saw him. The air tasted stranger there - as though something else were coming - something evil.

Something.

Beautiful.