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Atshen could feel his anticipation crescendoing, driver him ever-closer to the inevitable kill he was going to make. As far as the Spiderling was concerned, he was going to fulfil his mother's quest and retrieve this child's head for her no matter what the stakes were.  There was something almost primal about the way he carried and conducted himself as he drove himself closer and closer to the ultimate goal of tearing into the tender flesh of the child's throat. 

Pulling his head back as Bramble latched on, Atshen looked down to the earth-kissed child with wild eyes and a wicked grin flashed upon his dark lips. There was something about this moment that drove the soon-to-be Silencer to claim the title. Striking forward with the ferocity of a king cobra, with his fangs revealing themselves as he lunged, Atshen aimed for the other's nape with everything that he had in him with hopes of ending the other's life.