The more Dhruv looked at the corpse in front of him, the more his intrusive thoughts were about to get a hang of him. Controlling his urges to destroy the corpse, Dhruv walked toward it.
Taking a deep breath, he looked at the corpse and put his hand in the corpse's direction.
"Fuse..." A word left his mouth as he guided his mana towards his hand. Soon a familiar scene began to play.
The scene that was happening was something that Dhruv was too familiar with so he didn't bother to pay that much attention to it.
Dhruv was sure that even if he wasn't familiar with this, he wouldn't like to see a corpse turn into something... something that can't be explained with human words.
The entire body of the shaman began to fuse in itself, and after just a few seconds of fusing, it had turned into a cube of meat about the size of a shoebox.