All I Want For Dark Overlordmas

The Dark Overlord heaved the fallen ceiling off his back and roared his rage. The flames scorched his blackened and torn flesh, but he had eyes only for the men, one large and one small, racing for the distant door-shaped portal. Their fear roused his hunger and gave him purpose. Concentrating, he focused his will into a single spell of destruction and started his chant. As the penultimate phrase clawed itself from his throat, the men reached their portal and all disappeared.

The Dark Overlord giggled with terrible joy at their escape. At last foes, foes who survived, for now.