I could practically taste the blood as my power grew and grew. I extended it until my claws imbedded into the minds of all the Spell Casters.
I wanted them dead. I wanted my own revenge for what they did to me. I wanted to finally be rid of them, once and for all.
My power was consuming me as I unleashed it, unbidden through out the castle. I could feel the lives being ripped from the Spell Casters. The sounds of the night were no longer filled with battle cries but screams of terror.
The more my power took, the more it wanted. I withdrew into my self and allowed my power to take control. It wanted more and more and more.
I don't know how long it took but soon all the Spell Casters were dead and I thought my power would finally be satisfied but it was not. It wasn't done yet.
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