Why'd she make a joke out of you and not me, I wonder?
[He has to laugh at the tongue. If a vampire from their world were to come here, they'd easily accept Bert as one of their own kind. He could appreciate the Fog God's sense of humor, even if he was bitter that she stole his magic from him.
...And as if on queue, he felt something, something within him, as if a switch has been flipped. He knew what it was, exactly what it was, and began to grin that awful ghastly grin of his.]
Ah, there it is.
[With a flick of his wrist a flame ignited, covering his left hand in fire. It wasn't the full extent of his magic, but it was magic just the same. Magic that may hopefully make hungry, angry vampires think twice about eating him.]
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[He has to laugh at the tongue. If a vampire from their world were to come here, they'd easily accept Bert as one of their own kind. He could appreciate the Fog God's sense of humor, even if he was bitter that she stole his magic from him.
...And as if on queue, he felt something, something within him, as if a switch has been flipped. He knew what it was, exactly what it was, and began to grin that awful ghastly grin of his.]
Ah, there it is.
[With a flick of his wrist a flame ignited, covering his left hand in fire. It wasn't the full extent of his magic, but it was magic just the same. Magic that may hopefully make hungry, angry vampires think twice about eating him.]