The entire place was still, Chozek was there on the ground gasping, with Raith's dagger standing atop his chest. Raith narrowed his eyes as he watched the Orc's fat chest heave up and down.
'...by now it should have stopped breathing...' Raith thought to himself, it only truly made sense that way that the moment he embedded his dagger into the Orc warrior's chest, it was supposed to die. However, Chozek didn't look like he was hanging onto dear life. Instead, he had this relaxed expression with a smile as if he was at the peak of fun.
As Raith stepped forward to put a final stop to this... the orc's red skin began to blacken, the blackness spread until it had completely covered all his skin and Chozek rose again.
Raith was doubting what he saw even though it was right before his eyes.
