Arrogant mortal! Unleash me before I turn your blood to fire in your veins and pull your entrails out by their tails to roast them in the ever-kindling fires of Gyrak'kul! If I am not set free immediately I shall stretch your death for a thousand years, and in that time I shall flay the skin from your bones, I shall flence you alive, I shall burn you in eternal fire and melt the flesh from your very body.

My patience grows thin. Either free me or face my undying wrath.