I am Death's Door! 2

"What do you mean?" Chiron stood up as his feet, staggard a bit and then his eyes looked at them, "... I am Death's Door!"

As Chiron staggered to his feet, his pupils had shifted, becoming a searing, molten red, like the very flames of a lava pit. His eyes, radiated an intense and terrifying heat, a fire that seemed to consume all if touched.

The air around him hummed with a dark death energy, and an oppressive, suffocating aura began to emanate from his body, spreading outwards like a thick, choking fog.

The dark death aura that surrounded Chiron oozed from his form like vapor, curling and twisting in the air with a life of its own. It was as if the very essence of death had taken physical shape, wrapping around him in an impenetrable shroud. The atmosphere grew cold and heavy, the air thick with the stench of decay and the metallic tang of blood.