Tezztor lies there dead on the floor, a mere foot from his mystical dagger demon's bane. Countless evil souls have been trapped within the dagger. Now that a vacant vessel lies near, the dagger glows a dark purple. The soul escapes and slithers along the ground like a fine mist gently caressing the wooden floor. At last it seeps into Tezztor's body which immediatey reanimates, standing up as if nothing had happened. The new beings eyes glowed a feirce black, a gentle but ominous smoke rose from them. The body shook violently but did not falter its stance. Bloodied bone shard erupted along its spine and its claws grew longer. A pair of demonic wings sprouted from the reptiles now torn back. Flames spread across the body scorching the flesh from the bone leaving a charred skeleton in which new magical armor covered.
It surveyed the room, its demonic aura corrupting and destroying the very ground it stood on. Though its jaw did not move words eminated from it, a anchient tongue causing a flaming sword to take form in front of it which it grasped in its creaky claws. This demon was once a overlord, and lead the attack on the raptor people long ago. It had no name but was powerful beyond measure to withstand the blade's consuming power. In order to fully claim its new form it had to accomplish the task set to the one before it. It merely muttered "Fox." The very sound of its voice caused the building to shuttered and crumble around it. It set out the door looking for its prey.