"Argh!" Within the auditorium, a loud, painful scream bounced off the walls.
King Moriarty fell down on his knees and started trembling uncontrollably.
The skin started to turn bruised-purple, and his eyes rolled back into his skull. When they came back from his skull, his eyes looked like pure black voids, devoid of any color or emotion.
All of the resemblance of humanity was slowly disappearing.
The clothes ripped apart, and his legs, which used to be muscular and firm, turned something entirely different.
Something monstrous.
He wasn't standing on two feet anymore. Instead, his legs had turned into the centipede's legs. The protective shell was bruised-purple and oozing a strange green liquid.
While from torso and above, he still resembled somewhat of his former self, his bottom was disgustingly monstrous.
"Argh!" King Moriarty howled in pain.
