As the last breath left the creature's twisted form, Eccar watched its life flicker out with a grim satisfaction. The abomination's convulsions slowed until they finally ceased altogether. The sneer it had once worn was gone, replaced by a hollow stare. It had refused to speak, had chosen death over betrayal. It makes Eccar a little bit annoyed that a creature like this having some sense of loyalty.
Eccar loosened his grip, letting the creature's corpse fall to the ground with a dull thud. He stared at the remains for a moment. Then shrugged at Erend who looking at him with flat look.
Then, as if in response to the creature's death the air around them began to shift. Eccar noticed it, dark mist rising from the ground where the spirits had once fought fiercely. The mist was thick and heavy, swirling with an eerie red hue as it began to dissipate into the sky. The spirits were crumbling, their forms breaking apart and dissolving into the dark mist.
