He listened, before blinking, and suddenly realizing a bit of something. "Then I suggest you look closer, 'Death,' before you start making promises about 'punishing my masters,' lest you end up starting with yourself. Because I was BORN ONE OF YOUR SERVANTS. Or rather, I was born a servant of death, if not one of yours.. I have ALWAYS known how to maim, how to kill. And tapping into the power was a logical extension of that knowledge."<br/><br/>He paced back and forth, his fury and rage overtaking him a bit, though he kept himself for launching at the creature in front of him. Because he knew how to kill it, but ALSO knew it was, at most, an avatar, and that the real body was... elsewhere, somewhere he couldn't get to. YET. "For a god, you sure are brave, using an avatar to speak to a born and created champion. Just under the diaphragm, about one inch down and three to the... left. That is where one must strike with a specific type of weapon. ... If I had to guess, holy, healing energies, with a touch of chaotic, to destroy it. None of which I have on me, and I can not duplicate holy energies yet. But healing and chaos, sure. So I could easily fuck that body up enough to damage your reputation. Considerably, if I had cause to."<br/><br/>He turned back to him, and began controlling his battle rage again. "I am call sign Reaper Dragon, and I die when I have killed every last enemy before me. And I bow to NO ONE. No man, no women, no animal, no totem, no idol, and no god. Not even YOU, who I am likely closest to."<br/><br/>He stopped, and made a considerable effort to bring his battle high back under control, before giving the being before him a sort of quarter bow. "So how about we both be polite to each other, help each other out, and maybe my contempt for all 'divine beings' won't turn toward you, and you don't try to obliterate me? I sought only to use what I had help create, as is PROPER. I did not know that such power would rip my soul from my body, leaving it to do what I know not. For all I know, my body has become my call sign, is rampaging across the battlefield. If so, I can but hope it focuses on the much larger and more dangerous trolls, which are at least barely worth my attention, rather than barely trained and equipped humans."