That was a power beyond imagination, a supernatural eeriness that reached reality through illusory voids, bringing salvation in sin.
The surging corrosion oppressed all life within its scope, continuously expanding its reach, claiming all it could touch as its domain.
Selyu sat on the ground in terror, then she heard it, the sound of war drums beating on that corpse.
"Yes, Lorenzo isn't dead yet."
Someone spoke in such a manner in the void, making everyone notice her presence.
Twisted flesh rose in the sea of fire, Lawrence's head snapped off, yet the bizarre malignant growth continued upward, replacing the position of the original head, like a newly formed body, warily eyeing Lorenzo's direction.
