The results of a long, complicated plan to get what Shadow Milk desired. All you did was root for him from the sidelines, you couldn't really care less. You didn't really have to ask him how it went afterwards. He was... quite loud in this state. Thumping, screaming, probably breaking something in his little room where he made his puppets. There were a few screeches between those too, because he was that angry. "Damn , that Pure Vanilla....I'll show him what anger really is."