Veiled-in-Darkness Henchman was having a difficult day: the wasp voice inside his head just wouldn’t shut up. Moanmoanmoanmoanmoan it went. Oh, no, hang on. Was it not dronedronedronedrone? Wait a minute: that wasn’t the wasp voice droning and it wasn't inside his head. Too late!
Veiled-in-Darkness Henchman’s world exploded in a violent bloom of bright orange, decorated at the outer edges with shrapnel and screams and the silence which only the dead experience.