Zayn squinted his eyes as he stared at Jarick's unmoving body.
It was quite obvious that Jarick should be dead because there was no way that someone could survive the type of injury the Blessed had sustained. His entire head was burned, his rotten arm had fallen off of his shoulder and his body was riddled with several gaping holes. He was still bleeding severely but that was not something Zayn considered odd. After all, his left hand had been cut off not too long ago.
'There is no Soul Wisp!' Zayn noticed quite quickly and it was not long after that he was distracted for a moment as a handful of the remaining Goblin Skeletons attacked him. He ended them quickly, just to see that Jarick, or what was left of him, was struggling to get up from the ground.
"You really did it…you are about to abandon your humanity, if you were ever human, to begin with," Zayn said as he looked at the struggling figure of the being that was once the human Jarick.
