"Boom!" The eruption was like that of a volcano, a terrifying aura of death swirling around him like a dark storm.
"Help!!"
"There's a monster!"
"Run! Ahhh!"
The crowd around the execution platform, once spectators, now became frantic refugees. Their cries filled the air as they scattered in all directions, like ants fleeing a flood.
They had once judged and condemned the necromancers with such certainty. Yet, when confronted with a real monster, nothing remained but the raw, primal fear of death.
"Help! Ahhh!"
Winston, merely meters away from the fearsome Jason, let out a scream that was as gut-wrenching as that of an animal caught in a trap.
Even though the two guards rushed to support him, their efforts were in vain. In just a moment's breath, Winston's life slipped away.
"Boom!"