He turned back to the computer screen and murmured a series of cusses . After an arduous thirty second digital walk back , he resumed his slaying of the innocent creatures of the computer world . '' ... Such beautiful creatures , '' he murmured to himself at one point in the evening , leaning forward on his palm .
He stared at his computer figure flying over the treetops aboard a flying dragon , a gentle smile on his face .
Emotion: Joy