Words. They shivered through his loosely wrapped mind, taking in the thoughts of war. No fear radiated throughout his marvelously daunting form, nothing held him from his true self. Only long lost wishes of power held any value, but there was one thing known for certain. The war would not be the end of him, nor would the following days - he would end himself in a swirl of great tyrant emotions. What a victorious way to rid oneself of the earth, to have completed the mission at hand.
Long, muscular pillars moved rhythmically upon the burning sands, aflame under his immense heat. They were calling, by the dozens - could it be them all, wishing to bare his heir now? Of course, only the elite would, only the pure of poisoned blood and of mind would come to him to relish in their reign. Who was it this time? It couldn't be Elegia - no she had already called upon his great assistance. Torment. Sin. They were here for him.
"Faes," Frenzy grinned, making his way up to them and crowding them intentionally. He could smell it, smell what they wanted. Him. It was time to gain another two heirs. "You know what both you and I wish...and how could I not serve your wishes?" he asked, intimidating neon orbs gleaming down upon them. The two were utter perfection, a threat to his own queen. Two of the great council would be his own, they would be forever tied to him - for years to come!!