Approaching the first gate to Oblivion, The speaker of the deep beheld the horrifying Daedra and lesser Daedra issuing forth. The demons crept closer from all sides. And the Speaker regarded them with a laugh. His eyes glowed with infernal power. His Union with the demonic symbiote, had now solidified and become the bond that he had always hoped it would be. He let out a scream and his arms flung wide with his face to the heavens; he Unleashed but a portion off his dark power, and the Daedra recoiled in fear. The speaker laughed again and with a wave of his hand, the demons disintegrated before him. Their Hollow shrieking cries from the depths of Oblivion itself; Now silent. Before the speaker lay the gate unguarded. Stretching out his hand as he coursed with dark energy, he squeezed his hand into a fist and slowly the first gate began to collapse. Amused by his Newfound power the speaker sauntered casually through the forest towards the next gates and closed the rest calmly whistling as he disintegrated Daedra after Daedra Until every oblivion gate was closed. Tearing a hole through space and time with one final maniacal laugh, the speaker reflected; he would enjoy the memory of this event, the prospect of further conquests excited him and with a flash he was gone. "And now for the toaster to make his move" The speaker grinned.