Dzas' face emerged from the fog overlaying the swamp at the far end of the forest. He looked into the toxic lake that laid deep inside a crater. He saw a vision of Sen materialize in the swamp, a bubble bursting over his face, the gas from the swamp emitting a toxic vapor. Dzas couldn't help but smile at the ironic foresight of the swamp and his own plan. "Soon, Sen... Very soon... You will taste my blade," He murmured softly as he drew his broadsword from across his back, "You will taste my blade, and suffer a nightmarish experience far worse than death... Far, far worse than the fate you have bestowed upon me..." He stared back at his tail, a mixture of dark and light crystals embedded in it, causing him pain with every movement.
As Dzas slowly walked forward through the swamp, he re-sheathed his blade, glancing over at a tree, making it bow down to him, dipping itself into the swamp, the bubbling toxicity eating away at it's life, pulling the tree down into the murky depths where no living creature was able to survive. "Nature bows to me, and only me..."