His red eyes widened, and he opened his mouth, feeling as if something had become lodged in his throat.
Tears began to roll down from his eyes as the veins around his body tensed and started throbbing. Then it happened...
"AHHHHHHH." Something had gone terribly wrong—terribly wrong
He released a scream of pain, the agonizing sound escaping his lips as it echoed around the room. He shook and collapsed onto the bed, wriggling like a worm and drenched in sweat from distress.
His eyelids blinked nonstop, and the spasms continued, with the yells of pain growing louder.
The last time he felt such intense pain was when the shaman tortured him. The overwhelming sensation left him in dread as he blacked out; fortunately, there was no one there to throw water on him this time.
As Lucius lay unconscious, his body underwent a transformation, and black blood started to ooze out of his skin, drenching the bed in red and releasing a foul smell.
