The kid stood up with his hand dangling backward and his eyes white. Arthur realized that whoever was going to die was going to turn into an undead. This fact made the matter of finding that creature a top priority.
Arthur restrained the kid and walked over calmly toward him. Being dead was better than living as undead. No one knew if they felt anything, but it was better to rest forever than wander.
He sensed the core that was beginning to form in the kid's body and shot a string of liquid fire to destroy it. The kid gave pitiful sounds before falling.
"Mo...mmy..." The kid managed to say before the spiritual parasite left its body forever. Arthur closed his eyes as several figures landed next to him.
"Identify yourself!" The Temple Guard held a sword to Arthur's neck as he demanded. Arthur's badge appeared in his hand and the Guard looked at it with suspicion before confirming it was genuine. "I'm sorry, sir." He retracted his sword.
