Chapitre 477: I am Death's Door 3

 As Chiron released his grip on the Chief Shaman, her body exploded with a sickening, wet sound that echoed off the stone walls. The force of the blast sent her blood and organs in every direction, painting the room in crimson horror.

Chunks of flesh and viscera splattered against the walls, the dark red liquid seeping into the ancient cracks and crevices, dripping down in rivulets that extinguished several flickering candles. 

The flames hissed and sputtered, casting eerie, dancing shadows across the walls as they fought for their existence against the onslaught of blood.

The scene was a grotesque tableau, an adorable symphony of blood and gore splattered across the once sacred space of the temple.

The air was filled with the metallic tang of blood, mingling with the stench of ruptured intestines and bile.