As if it wasn't apparent upon their meeting, Moloshol would learn quickly that the man who found him was quite powerful. Anything that was stronger than him he was prone to fear and respect. Usually beings more powerful than himself like to enslave his kind, but for some reason he hadn't been to this one. To his delight he had been sheltered and fed on a daily basis. The communication was a bit trying, but the other didn't mind helping him. It was weird because they had begotten an unspoken language between them. Somehow they learned to understand each other.
Besides having an abundancy of food, what the scaly beast loved the most was the magic being taught to him, Just like he felt about the human at first it scared and intrigued him. Though once he was able to wield it in his claws did it give him a rush~ It became an obsession that was almost as bad as his demonic food lust. He wasnted more. More! MUCH MORE!
The aquatic male would learn to cast spells that ruptured lightning and thunder amongst the clouds. Take the very wind around him warping it into whirlwinds. Turning low tides into furocious tsunamis!
And if he wasn't before, having such power at his fingertips drove him to madness! He wasn't sure who he could conquer with such elemental might, but he would tenaciously find out. He was as stupid as he was gluttonous and mad!