Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-25808351-20180615005427/@comment-25808351-20180724223934

(Doc) As Violetta’s body disappears in the lava, Marcus’ glowing irises fade and his aura returns to normal. The surrounding heat invades ever fragment of Marcus and soon Tirush witnesses a sight no person has in centuries. Marcus screams loud enough to make every Lesser Vampire in a dozen miles aware of his suffering. He shields his face with the tail end of his coat, desperately trying to keep the heat from boiling his face off.

Marcus falls to his knees, weakened by the constant barrage of inferno. His hands touch down on the ground beneath his feet. Quickly smoke rises from beneath his palms, his hands cooking on the scorching rock. He screams again as he lifts his hands up.

Disoriented, confused, tired and burning, Marcus was as helpless as the day his mother abandoned him the snow.