[Salone]

Lev looks up from his meal, sensing more souls. Fresh souls. Angry, deranged. Ripe for him! Screaming to be consumed! For he is The Lion in flesh! He who devoured the heart of the Saint himself!

He stood, staring with glee in to the roiling mass of carrion scavengers. He welcomed them with open arms, radiating with an aura unmatched by anything he had ever displayed before.

"Oh yes! YES! Challenge me for a meal that is too late! For I have devoured the Saint! I am Hunger incarnate! You may tear flesh, but I devour yours! Let us rend each others bodies, and see whose bones are still standing! Let us consume each other!"