Saren roared out in pain. Soon the room began to smell or roast snake. As the blue flames spread out covering Saren's body. Burning the snake bad enough that it was forced to let to of die. Saren staggered before holding his hand out the black metallic ooze poured forth from it forming a huge sword in it.
"[I]That was a very, very bad move[/i]," Saren said.
His eyes narrowed at the girl, and a torrent of fire filled the room as he roared, running at her. He just wanted to buy some land! why did this always happen? Why couldn't he find peace? He was so angry the stone under his feet burned, leaving black footprints in his wake.