LAST person to post is the winner!!!

Casmir sneaks the trophy back from Foxen while Erin is being distracting, then hides behind some conveniently placed bushes.
 
Casmir sighs, watching the silly creatures before him. Suddenly, his eyes flicker red and he decides now is the time to reveal his powers. Snapping his fingers, he dissolves into thick, black smoke. Though his human form is gone his voice remains as a telepathic connection to all of his companions. "THE TROPHY IS MINE! HAND IT OVER OR DIE A SLOW AND PAINFUL DEATH."
 
Casmir laughs menacingly. "Oh, Foxen, I doubt that very much. But if you insist . . . ."
Flames erupt in a ring around the pair, ghostly faces of it's victims circulating around it on the outside. "THAT IS JUST A TASTE OF MY POWER! Now would you please just give me the trophy?!"
 
Casmir returns to his human form and smirks. "You got a problem? My dad was a demon, I inherited some of his powers. Now, all I want is the trophy and the last post in this thread. Easy. Now hand it over."
 

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