Up in the air, Zuroc looked down at Seth who had fallen on his face, blood flowing out from the wounds that had been inflicted on his chest.
Seth lay on the ground unmoving, but Zuroc decided to be cautious and shot out two more slashes, both of them flying out and slamming into Seth's back, creating two long gashes.
At this point, Seth lay in the middle of an increasing pool of blood, his boy now deeply entrenched in the red miasma.
With the injuries that had been added to his back Seth seamlessly melded in with the red miasma, and other than the slight twitching of his finger, Seth looked like he was already dead
Flying in the air Zuroc carefully observed Seth's form, and after a few seconds shook his head in satisfaction, and then he raised his swords one more time, the intensity of his sword's red glow gradually increasing.
