Jalut
If he had any eyebrows, he would have raised one in surprise. Instead, his armor showed that expression unbelievably. Just what was she playing at...?
"Hrm. The detestable heavenly clan was at war with us for centuries, and victory was finally within our grasp. Soon, the corporeal world would have been ours and to our victory the greatest of spoils!" His clawed hand reached up and his fangs seethed with hunger as he declared their quest, but soon his eyes began to glimmer with a deep hatred.
"The fertile lands, the rich seas, the cool winds, all to their rightful masters!! But just as we were about to assault the great Goddess and vanquish our enemies, we were betrayed by one of our own and taken off-guard. They opened the gate to another world, an alien world alien even to our homelands, and sealed us within its gates. That world had been sucking at our power ever since, but in time the links would begin to erode. Still..."
"Argh, I cannot just replentish on any foolish human. Only valorous souls can sate me. Oh, the woes of an old man with a prickly stomach." He bemoaned amusingly, before helping himself to another keg. "Are you sure you don't want any?"