"I haven't been trying, shit head." No, no, he was biding his time. Soaking in the ecstasy of battle, Travis was feeling it build up inside him. The rage, the blood thirst, the insanity building inside Travis, it was only moments before he knew the Dark Side would shoot through him.

God only knew what the ecstasy would provide him, and he didn't give a fuck. Something, if only for a few seconds, to kill this fucker in front of him.

That would be enough.