Let Me Take This Burden

This Earth god has suffered great damage, his right arm was gone, as well as his eyes, and a major chunk of his face, torso, and what was left of his limbs were barely being held together by a few strings of flesh.

White flames covered him like a shroud, and hundreds of red skulls chomped on his flesh, crushing themselves in their attempt to carve out even an inch out of his body, and no matter how many skulls were destroyed in their attempts to consume the Dark One, there were still so many left, waiting for their chance, the relentless flood of screaming skulls had never stopped flowing, it was as if the entirety of the continent's vengeful souls were heading towards this location.