The Great Destroyer, Burning Spice Cookie, was standing over the edge of the cliff, his hair shining with the red light in the sky. He had seemed pleased with is victory over Golden Cheese Cookie, standing triumphantly. He didn't mind the strong smell of Spice in the air, nor did he care that his almost entire body was revealed, as he stood at the edge of the cliff as the sun was setting, his soul jam gleaming on his chest.