…Iryklathagra shall rue the day she challenged the almighty Shoon, for I shall personally dine upon her flesh and gnaw upon her bones.… I shall fashion her hide into a mantle befitting of the qysar. By all the gods, I swear to bring her only death, for no man or wyrm shall ever challenge the authority of the Shoon in this realm or the next!
…waste matter and flesh frail in its morality…