He could smell him, the enemy, he was close, oh so close, "He's so close, can't I kill him now?" Golge thought to himself, "Not yet, he knows we are here, I can sense his fear, we shall play with his mind a short time longer, I enjoy seeing him shift about in terror" replied Ohcys, Golge's spirit. The enemy in question was a young wolf, probably no more than 20, he was holding a board with a nail through it, and shaking profusely while doing so, Golge could hear him muttering to his spirit quietly, "I'm not ready for this, I don't want to die!" "Very well, I tire of his whining, you may end him now" Ohcys said ominously, "with pleasure" came Golge's immediate, and delighted response. Dropping down from the ledge he was hiding on, Golge crept up quickly and slid his blades into the wolves back, "Hush little one, your cries are nothing to me, all that matters is that you cease your existance now!" Golge giggled sadistically to himself as the wolf cried out in pain and slunk to the floor, begging for mercy, Golge merely laughed "oh there shall be no mercy, and to be sure..." he removed his blades and swung violently at the wolves head, severing it completely. "Good, Good! you show no hesitation to kill! In fact, you just might be more bloddthirsty than I ever was!" Ohcys's voiced resonated in Golge's head, filling him with pride, he cast one glance back at the wolf before quickly making his way towards his next target.....