No matter how much blood covered him, and how brutal he had left the scene - Al'Hazier was still angry beyond his capacity - and now he readied himself for further slaughter as he turned back to the stairs covered in gore that led back up to the surface that was now covered in night.
He was about to focus his attention back on the humans, but that cat kept its yowls up even now. It sounded hoarse, but that only annoyed him more. You know what? Why not kill that, too? The loud calls had echoed in his brain and topped off the mania he was still in throws of.
It wasn't hard to follow its call, it was so fucking loud that he wondered how anyone else hadn't been driven into complete rage by the siren's call. It almost sounded like it haunted him the closer he got to its source. Had he hallucinated it?
