He froze outside the lair, and snarled in fury at the stench of humans of all things, intruding upon his home. He ran down the paths, taking the shorter route, knowing that his home had been vandalized. He ignored the illusionary lava worm, and stepped into his home, his fury paling even the natural fury of the roiling lava lake behind him. He wanted blood, regardless of the reason for the intrusion.