Bab 119: She had to die!

(slight gore)

The hair grew out flowing around his head like a flaming mane. The eyes glowed scarlet, breath choppy each exhale releasing low steam, which flowed out and around his face covering him in a temporary fog before dissipating each time.

Those below were in; frozen, terror, awe, fear and joy. The emotions were chaotic, forcing a few who had enough time to think, to step back.