[ Yuber's attitude is like a siren's call, and now that Set's not either a) trapped in a hamster ball, b) shooting off weapons at Highstorm or c) reviving under the Tree of Life, he can come fully appreciate this guy. All bright, toothy smile and slithering attention that looms up behind him like a dune shifting, steady and impossible to stop until it has risen like a tidal wave. ]

To be honest, I already got Tezcatlipoca once, do not worry. He snapped like a femur between a beast's teeth.

[ It wasn't so much a fight, really. Set just got REALLY EXCITED and thought he was as durable as Quetzalcoatl. ]

What drives you, then? Little carnage-seeker, what sort of conviction do you have motivating your actions?