Returning what was lost

Outrage would come to mind, as the diamond dogs watched their king, stare through they eyes of his "visor" ,as he called those particular gifted. He began yelling orders none of his men fighting could hear, and swing at the air. He hammered the arm of his throne, an ornate thing for a dog, and tore it off. He began chewing on his hand, as he watched the ending moments of the fight.

There were twenty of the dogs still alive, and they huddled in a semblance of a defensive line. Cyto was watching and leaning on a wall, both covered in blood. Shook was playing with Orange, away from the area. Tem....he was in a frenzy, the taste and smell of fresh blood driving him. He wanted more, much more.  What he also smelled excited him.....Fear, pure terror. They tasted like dirt and sweat, but he wasnt going to eat them any more. He was going to have fun. he put away his weapons, for natural ones, his claws and strength. the ones he used his entire life.

He darted forward with a twisted grin, and put his claws strait through one of them, up to his shoulder, and grabbed the one behinds throat. He squeezed with twisted glee until the vertebra pushed down, and it felt like a rag. He then stepped on the legs of the new rag doll and pulled, ripping its head off, and coating everything in a fountain of blood. He then swiped his long arm to the left, tearing three of them in half. He continued around in a spin and caught another one, trying to swing at him in his jaws. Its weapon was as sharp as a butter knife the humans trusted children with and didnt help. He chomped and spat the remainder out. the others began to surround him in a defiant last hope.

We can do this, we have him outnumbered, we will surround him and strike at once like in training. I hope he doesn't get me. Hey, what the one with the stick doing? Is he trying to touch the cieli...

Vines shot from the black stone walls, impaling the remaining dogs, before long thorns shot out, then everything retracted and a body pile was left, leaking onto the stone floor and pooling into indents. Rats had already come to enjoy a free meal

Tem became furious, Shook's plants had taken his kills! "BASTARD!" he snarled as shook walked up, Orange hiding in his cloak.

"Taking to long, we need to get her home." shook replied. as he walked right into the obsidian, and bounced off, perplexed

" HAHAHAHA THATS WHAT YOU GET" Tem cackled, and Cyto chuckled with him.

Orange felt embarrassed, she should have told him about the phrase to open the portal. She couldnt help but laugh though.

"I got a phrase to open the portal listening on a pair of gaurds, they were acting funny. They were tripping on themselves and said alot of bad words. All you gotta say is 'by the power of my will, this world i shall make mine"

At that, a whit ring formed around the edges of the obsidian, and shook tried again, with the same effect.

"What the hell?!"

"That on is still breathing"

Tem then promptly picked the leader up by his face with one hand. "I have little patience right now" he put his face closer "So, open the door before my magic friend forces it open, and I hunt down your family from your scent. I bet they will scream like mice!"

"And we promise to end you, instead of leave you here to be eaten alive of starve" Cyto chimed in.

"TRAITOR" the king screamed, startling his already nervous advisers. The room had been silent, as the king angrily looked at the wall, focusing on his visor.

He then suddenly got up, and walked towards the barracks, at a swift pace. "They have disrespected my forces.  I will bring an army to bear to fix that." This king was a prideful and arrogant one. When he reached the barracks, he'd instruct the general to ready the troops. but first, he see to his mother. T that thought, he smirked. "Yes, let me wake mother. It will be a splendid surprise for her to spread her wings again"