Ossa stepped back instinctively, his clothes erupting in flames.
He, in turn, quickly discarded the garment that had accompanied him all this while without a second thought, it was either his life or a piece of garment, even though precious still a piece of garment.
"You have become impatient—that is unlike you," Ossa lips moved, no sound produced as he tried to mock Exitium, standing shirtless a few hundred meters from the abomination.
He mocked the creature with a smirk, yet a lone cold sweat dripped into his brows, his heart—which had gained the warmth of life after his evolution—beating with such intensity that it threatened to jump out.
"I would have been screwed if I was a second late..." Ossa thought, his pupils dilating as he stared at the fiery red, jagged mouth of the abomination.
An actual fragment of a red dwarf star rested in its mouth, the emanating heat, causing the ground to melt, heat waves rising and falling like the waves of a turbulent ocean tide.
