hair whipping in the torrent of my magic power I stomp into the dining area and pull out a kitchen knife. I was originally going to let them burn alive but now... Now I will make them wish they had no flesh to mutilate. I will make them pay and when I am done the fire that takes their life will feel to them warm as a cleansing bath, their suffering brought to hand by me will be purged from them in the fire of their crimes. 