The thrall of the Destroyer.
The look of fear in people's eyes. Not just fear. Not like the knowing that something's gonna snatch your life. No -- the fear of everything you know unraveling right in front of you, covered in your own blood. I don't just kill. Fenris doesn't breed killers. I am a Destroyer. Like my Father.
Have you ever destroyed a person? Felt as their being ran through your fingers? As what they hold dear in the world is torn away and replaced?
It was like old times again. I punished them for being human. For feeling human things and living in their fucking human world. I took it away from them. In blood. And brains.
I felt the rush. And I liked it.