..must come down.
He had been sitting there for days.. weeks maybe before the hunger finally got the better of him. Vivex was angry..
He ate but didn't flavour the taste, treating each bite as if it was his mortal enemy, his rival that needed to be punished.
But he no longer had a rival. Sunwing was dead, taken by a demon. Never before in his life had Vivex felt so angry, even a bit scared maybe.
He had been focusing on the cocky warlock magister for a long time. Not to kill him like so many of his minions thought.. To humiliate him, get him down and by doing so earning the right to call himself the most powrfull fel user in the kingdom of Quel'Thalas. The lord was dead now though, and even though he probably -was- the most powerfull warlock now the victory was hollow as he played no part in the Lords demise.
A slight tingling reached his mind and for the first time since he had learned of his rivals death he smirked as he recognized the distinct feeling of one of his spies trying to contact him. If he couldn't have the lord he would have to do with the next best thing.. The people that where responsible for his demise. Vivex got up with renewed vigor to great his agent. The game was on.. and this time there would be no mistakes.
((Hide your women and children, viv is back and looking for blood! Short prologue on things to come ))
