"Damn, he's not dead yet!"
Evan Foster watched the scene from afar, exclaiming, "Carson Flores, this guy's gone mad, run!"
The middle-aged man now looked barely human, missing a hand, a leg, half of his body was gone, what's left was a head attached to half a body with most of the flesh melted away, exposing white bones, and he seemed to be blind in one eye, leaving the other filled with a venomous and crazed gleam.
He had come confidently to hunt down Carson Flores, to finally rid himself of this nuisance, but who could have expected that he'd be in for a surprise!
Carson, this seemingly weak individual, almost killed him outright with some unknown powerful magical treasure!
If he hadn't sensed something was amiss and fled immediately, if the apparition's power hadn't diminished due to the distance, he might have been obliterated by now.
