by Sergei Kravinoff » Wed Jan 23, 2013 10:19 pm
Kraven gave another laugh, punctuated by a stuttering cough as he went to shove Steph off, his strength failing him somewhat.
"Even you would deny him this? Perhaps none of you are ready..."
He clapped the metallic object to his chest.
"...but I am!"
Pressing a button on the object, there was a sudden rush of air towards the spot he stood on, accompanied by a violet light. In its wake, all that was left of Kraven was an ashen outline, and the smell of brimstone...