The One Left Standing (10)

"CREATURE…" Skullius declared softly as his outline became visible and whole from the flames. The brightness of the flames no longer hid away his fate. In fact, they seemed to magnify it; they spelled to the world that he was far from done.

Replicus watched as something darker than black took leisurely steps away from fire amidst the chaos, screams and thumping of racing feet all around.

He narrowed his eyes.

Skullius no longer looked the same. It wasn't a matter of gestures or expressions anymore that made it clear that he wasn't the same sane Skullius. Just the look of him truly made him seem like someone deserving of the title of 'Immoral'.