Snippet #1816848

A single touch to the nearest tree turned it to dust within a few living heartbeats. The eyes glowed a brilliant crimson, as the energy of that tree flowed within his being. They turned to glare at the surroundings, then towards the backs of those who entered a great, black maw within the mountain. It tugged and pulled, a growing invitation that could not be easily ignored. Wrapping himself in shadows, Catalyst charged the entryway, only to find a lit chamber within. His growl echoed his displeasure at the light within, and glared with crimson eyes at all who occupied within. Voices, then, began to assault his being, causing his eyes to grow into a questionable state. "In the language of Mafia and Pizza, I am a Diamond, yet however, in the language of Video Games and Ninja, I am the one who is Masked."

A low hiss escaped the veil, which caused his eyes to glow faintly. Reaching out to the rock, which became dust almost the same instant he touched it, he began to carve a small crevice for him to sit in. Another low hiss erupted as he sat down into it, glaring at those around him. The shadows beneath his veil slowly formed a workable mouth, of which he used slowly, "Death... to those... who cross... the shadowed... Void..." His voice hiss once more, as he continued to glare. "Vampire..." The voice began to drift, making his eyes flare with agitation, keeping his mouth tangible was becoming even more difficult, the energy from the rock and tree were not enough to sustain him. He needed more, and that vampire seemed to be alive with it. If only if it were to get within range of his claws.