“well…it’s now or never”
King Tiger attempted to summon up as much rage and anger as he could. It wasn’t very hard. He thought of the child Rory had brutally murdered in front of his eyes, he though of the mutated dreamers that had been slaughtered by her initial attack, he thought of how she had robbed him of one of his arms, potentially permanently crippling him. He thought of every negative thing he had seen her do up to this point, permanently burning the faces of those she had killed into his memory.
his teeth clenched, his whole body shook with fury. Negative emotions flowed through every pour of his body. Despair, anger, bloodlust, hatred.
“leave…? After all you’ve done? **** that. You think you can do whatever the hell you want because your stronger than us? WELL I AINT GONNA LET THaT HAPPEN. I’m going to rid the dream world of one more deranged psychopath. Right here, RIGHT NOW. I, THE KING TIGER, am going to RIP. YOU. APART.”