Eat his brain? Well, THAT'S a new one, and Wrath wrinkles his nose. He can't fathom why anybody would want to eat a brain when there were much tastier things out there to snack on.

But he still doesn't find the concept nearly as scary as Molly does, and he offers a fierce shrug.

"So? It would come back when I do. My brain's been destroyed plenty of times before."

Crushed to mush, burnt to ash, pierced straight through by a traitor's spidery claw...