Such potential here, but all of it wasted on a doomed crusade.
Can you taste it on the air? The sweet nectar of madness? Mmm... this place is swollen with it.
This one shows promise. The whispers lure her toward her fate.
The caterpillar has become the butterfly. She is all but ours now.
He flaunts his defiance of the shadows. Arrogance will be his undoing.
Watch now as a weak mind gives way to darkness.
While I relish a healthy lust for power, this one fumbles for it like an amateur.
Now this is true beauty! At least one of the mortals in your midst can appreciate what it offers.
So much effort, so much bluster, only to delay the inevitable victory of their betters.
Imagine this machinery infused with our power. Interesting...
What a disappointment. He squandered his potential by backing the wrong side.
These pretenders play at whispering madness. Amateurs! I should demonstrate proper technique.
This one would make an excellent champion for our cause. Perhaps he can yet be turned.
Long have we sought entry to this realm! To think we have a mortal to thank for giving us our foothold. Your service will be remembered!