Before placing his hand on the corpse's fractured head, Aron briefly peered down at it through the helmet's perforations.
As soon as they made contact, a ferocious light blue mist started to travel from the Apes' orfices towards Aron's direction. The body of the ape would droop, shrink, and lose color as each second passed.
By the time it was all through, all that was left was a dry corpse, and everyone who saw it looked curious. Aron had never before demonstrated such a power in front of them.
Because he wished to expose as little about himself as possible, he was unable to do so in Pesia, but in Limbo, such a posture was unneeded. Particularly in light of the scarcity of beast mongers.
After finishing, he withdrew his hand, sighed, and then anchored his helm to his waist.
Many people were unable to determine if the faint traces of blood that had spilled from his mouth were the result of the attack or the deed he had just performed.
