"Ah!!!" Ulysses let out a pained scream as the purple flames engulfed him, melting off his skin and turning his bones to ashes.
He staggered while screaming, his hands over his head as he tried to escape the flames but alas, try as he may, he couldn't.
The flames had covered the entire hallway, ensuring that no matter how far he went, he was still within range of the unnatural flames.
If there was anything good about the current situation, it was that, due to the flames, no more insectoids dared to come in.
But that was hardly a positive thing once one understood that due to no longer piloting the submarine, the vehicle was currently stationary and for that reason, its hull was being covered by several insectoids, all of whom were seeking to breach the outer layer to get in.
Ulysses dropped to the ground as the last of him burned up, his body reduced to a mishmash of melted flesh and ashes.