Dak is closing in on one of his many victims. He demonstrates to one of his sex
You've never done this? Oh, I guess you wouldn't have, with a reverence for the earth and everything. I'm killing this fly. It doesn't even know it's dying. It's watching my cigarette with all of its little lenses circle and circle, round and round. Getting closer and closer. Like a slow tornado. It's breathing in the smoke, making its little brain cloudy. It's too dizzy to fly away. The time to fly away has long passed. People think the secret to killing flies is speed. You beat its reflexes or anticipate its patterns. But it's not the best way. The secret is patience.