Dantalion
but you can't be free
Listen, okay, a man's gotta eat. And given that Danta is covered in rat blood when he returns (he's licking it from his fingers), there's always the chance he can rub himself all over Zefira's bones to coat the archway crimson, right? Right, Edmund? No? Ugh, fine.
"You enjoy yourselves," he drawls, waving a hand at the lial and the rock slider, before prowling away to try and find something else to kill. This time he finds himself on an outcrop of rock overlooking a pack of fyrhunds, and it's only at the opportune moment that he flings himself into the fray.
No molten tiger is Danta, and so he relies on his own wiles to get the job done; hopefully this time he'll have something more to show for it when he returns.
Danta heads out again and targets a fyrhund this time!
"You enjoy yourselves," he drawls, waving a hand at the lial and the rock slider, before prowling away to try and find something else to kill. This time he finds himself on an outcrop of rock overlooking a pack of fyrhunds, and it's only at the opportune moment that he flings himself into the fray.
No molten tiger is Danta, and so he relies on his own wiles to get the job done; hopefully this time he'll have something more to show for it when he returns.
Danta heads out again and targets a fyrhund this time!
'cause I'm selfish, I'm obscene
Horns: Diamond - they look very similar to #2 in this image.
