Vale took a deep breath as he watched everything unfold in front of him. He wanted to properly see the effect of his Crimson Plague Spell.
"Aahhh! Save me! I'm dying!"
"You demon! You will go to hell!"
"Evil Immortal! Your fate will be worse than us!"
"You will regret this!"
"Stop this now! Aahh!"
"I curse you! We don't deserve this!"
They all screamed and writhed in agony, creating a scene of chaos and despair. However, there were also those who were filled with fury.
They all looked at Vale and felt hate and dread. They all cursed and begged for mercy, but it was useless. The Crimson Plague had no cure and no mercy.
That's right, even Vale was unsure whether he could Extract the Crimson Plague from these people. He never had the chance to try it...
