*appears in a haze of red blood, his eyes lit on fire, as he approaches a sea of skulls rolls from his cape, cackling as they bite at his ankles, he laughs maniacally as he grabs slayer's tiny throat and begins to crush it in a firm grasp, soon his veins pop and a biting cold rips at his body, turning it to slop* she loves a pile of flesh? strange, i thought she loved a prince of darkness