Snippet #2092139

(Sorry for the delayed post)

Cauld watched the creature split and his sword smashed into the ground. It was stuck pretty well. He knew he had to get free quick but he was connected to the sword physically. He struggled, grunted, and cursed at his lack of thought. Then it happened before Cauld even knew what was happening. The spike of the half creature shot towards his eye. It stopped for a second pressing against a magic barrier. As he watched the spike his eye twitched and his pupil contracted to a tiny dot. The spike pierced the barrier and shot into his eye, through his brain, and out the back of the helmet. The spike retreated unleashing a spray of blood from the hole and taking his eye with it. Cauld dropped to his knees then to his face as blood pooled around body. His Void Mantle stopped glowing the blue runes then burst into blue fire slowly burning away to black dust. Cauld's last thought was still of his foolishness and how he'd never should have challenged the god. The last breath left Cauld's body in the pool of blood. Void Splitter rested in the ground it's eyes closed and the magic fading.


The Void
Cauld's spirit sat next a pillar of ice his back leaning on it. His knees were brought to his chest and his arms holding them. All his tattoos were gone, his skin had returned to its original pale alabaster white, and his one eye was now just regular blue no longer burning with magic. The now gaping hole of his left eye cried a waterfall of crimson blood down his cheek. He no longer had clothes and he was freezing cold. He sat there staring at the permafrost of the ground eternally feeling the foolish regret he had at his death. Soon a brilliantly white fox came and stared at him. Cauld looked at the fox and sighed.

"What do you want fox? What would anything want with this fool?" He looked back down sighing again.