82 Evolution

"Dammit Hubris. Why evolve if your body can't hack it?"

The purple flames ran chaotic in his eyes. They had replaced them completely. He looked more like an undead hound now as the flames danced in his eye sockets, he groaned in pain.

Ding!

[The flames are burning his life force fast. He is estimated to completely go berserk in 2 minutes and die in 5.]

"I thought hellhounds are supposed to be immortal?"

[...]

Kiro scrumbled for the interface, and quickly called Hiro. He was the only person he knew that could brew potions, maybe there was a potion for this too.

'Come on, come on, pick up.' The call hadn't rang all that long, it was a mere second but it felt like a kind of eternity to Kiro.

"Miss me already?" Hiro answered and teased.

"How many restorative potions do you have?" Kiro had no time to banter with him.

Hiro sensed the urgency in his voice, so he stopped fooling around, "Let me see, oh I have one."