The overwhelming power of necromancy blasted from Daniel's fingertips. The soul-snaring effect of the dark green light tentacles clutched at Thomas's body, some effortlessly sinking in and trying to pull his soul out.
"Arrrrrrrrrrrrrgghhh! It shouldn't be like this! It shouldn't end like this!" Thomas roared as he attempted to activate the time spell. But every time he tried, the spell failed the moment its structure formed, increasing the chance of his body taking the full brunt of the backlash.
Now, his body was shriveled like an old man's and started to resemble a mummy as he was hit by the backlash several times.
Thomas resisted with all his might, but the inevitable claimed him as his soul was plucked from his body by the dark green tentacles of necromantic energy. As it left his form, it instantly turned into a green crystal, while his body turned to ash and vanished in the wind.
