Quickly they took multiple steps back, especially since Zyren had beheaded the body yet it was currently moving.
The room echoed with a low, unsettling hum, the kind of sound that made even the bravest warriors falter. Everyone in the room held their breath, the tension so thick it was almost tangible.
But just when Zyren was expecting to see the body dart towards him after he released the hold of his shadows from him, only to watch as the head—which was still severed but now bigger and more monstrous—slowly began to laugh as it spoke.
"You'll regret this!" he swore, even as he howled from where it was on the ground, even as its body continued to burn from the fire that still engulfed it.
The smell of burning flesh filled the air. The flames crackled and popped, eating through flesh that should have long since given up movement.
