The Godslayer drifted slowly through the sky on wings forged from shadows. His feet meet the cold stone of the castle's roof, bare feet upon solid stone which cracked under the pressure of his pure strength. His eyes faced the slowly rising sun, he raised his hand to meet the rising tide of light with an impenetrable curtain of darkness. Clouds and fog rolled forth casting the day into a foreboding nightmare. The sight of the sun was swallowed by a thick covered as thick mist rolled in chilling the air to such a degree one could see their breath. "Much better..." His wings faded back into the dark shadow beneath him which remained even though no light cast the dark shape upon the ground. He raised his hand bringing it down as if a drum stood before him, thunder rolled and with a motion of his finger a bolt of lightning was loosed as rain began to poor downwards. He inhaled deeply the cool air soothing his body, the rain falling upon his bare chest sizzled before evaporating all together. "Now where is she..." Theris looked over the wall. "My new mistress should be around here somewhere I can feel her."