The First and Forsaken Lion stood impassively while the Engineer adressed him, holding the Black Heron's face in a claw like fist while she balled her hands into fists, obviously resisting the temptation to rise from her knees and lash out to strike the Lion.<strong>"I care not for Lookshy.  If you can survive the wrath of heaven, exterminate its people.  They are weak, and over-reliant on magitech."</strong>The Lion said wistfully, while his hand found its way around the Black Heron's neck, and he started to lift the corpse of the deathlord into the air.<strong>"As for the warstrider, keep it out of my fortress.  There is nothing I can learn from it.  Feel free to work on it at the Darkstar Platform, however.  Don't expect much."  </strong>The Lion concluded, as he smashed the Black Heron into the wall of the room, eliciting a tiny, girlish laugh from the creature, followed by a gout of blood spit into the Lion's face.  The pair had apparently gone just a little too long without sharing a torture session between themselves.