Tentacle against tentacle, one would say. Such pointless rubbish they come up with - this is the playing field of a GOD, dammit. This barely dressed entity of darkness and pointless silence has no reason to try and pick a fight with the mighty Vritra. Come as she may with those goddamned Particle Beams and those little vines she calls "tentacles". Heat's own monstrous limbs shall come into their own, hungry for flesh and soul, and his Inferno magicks at the ready to char this hopeless slut like the worthless hobag she is. This Cloud of Darkness twat may think she's hot in the scene, but she better watch out. Heat's anger and hunger will prey on her like the hunter preys on the hunted.
