Trying to move back, Vrigka instead felt an invisible force pushing him forward. Deeper onto the spear as Eldrian connected a fist with his head. The flames covering Eldrian turned skin to ash, turn flesh to ash, turned bone to ash.
Yet that was not what hurt the most. No, the flames did not just turn the body into ash, it even ate at his soul.
Screaming in fear and absolute misery, Vrigka tried to escape. But Eldrian was possessed, making sure to make the orc's death a slow painful one.
Watching their boss screaming from the depth of his soul, the other orcs turned tail and ran. The most shameful thing an orc could do, they were sure to be killed. Yet, none of them cared.
They would gladly die to save their soul!
"You're mine!" Eldrian shouted, the flames surrounding his body forming a massive mouth that swallowed the poor Vrigka. His body turned to ash, his soul unable to escape.
