"Mosley!" Came the panicked voice of Sebastian as he found Mosley in her skeleton's form, laying on the ground. It was not his first time to see her in that kind of form but he did not expect to face to face with an immobile skeleton, she usually moved around.
"Mosley!" He called her again, kneeling in front of her motionless bony form. Is she dead? He asked himself mentally. His old hand began to touch the skull of the woman and rub it gently as if she would wake up.
A gasp of pain was heard out of Mosley jaw. Slowly, her skin began to reappear, eyes looking straight at the man that was worried for her life one second ago. As her body now was fully coated with her pale skin, Mosley laughed.
