"STUPID RAGNAROS!"

Ragnaros was fuming with anger, like usual, but this time the anger was a little unusual.

"AHUNE," Ragnaros lingered, "THAT... INSECT!"

Ragnaros was smashing a hole into the ground in his basement. It was one of his newer anger holes, in which he channels his fury into when he doesn't have any 'insects' to redirect his anger towards.

This new anger hole was already deep. He would have to refill it later so he could pound it out again.

"TASTE THE FLAMES OF SULFURON!"

With that one blow, Ragnaros shook the foundation of the whole neighborhood.

Heaving and smouldering, Ragnaros had enough for now. He decided to call Ahune and have him meet with him in person tonight.