Vashen took four steps toward the impostor before Vira stepped between the two. His red eyes glared at her, but softened slightly. They hardened once again at the girl that had tricked him, a growl escaping his throat. He wanted too destroy her. Inside he knew this was just a way to get at Vira. There was no other reason. As the black mist enveloped Firrae and she disappeared he growled and looked back at Vira. His gaze softened again, and his growls became less enraged.<br/><br/>There was a soft whimper from him as he quickly ran out of the room. He ran into his, his body returning to its normal form. He slammed the door and locked it, hitting his head on the wall. How had he been tricked so easily? How could he have let such a thing happen? And why had he said such things to that impostor? His head was so jumbled that he couldn't think straight.<br/><br/>"Damn it all...." He hit the wall with his fist.