Chapter 18 A Formidable Man

• Jacob shuddered as he watched the crimson fog spread to his feet. With a low rumble, the cloud of smoke dissipated, and a rich, rust-like smell dispersed into the air.
• "It's no use! The blood fog devours everything in its path and the souls of those it touches. Once it's out, there's no way of stopping it. It's only a matter of time before you'll be reduced to nothing more than a hollow pile of decaying flesh. Your essence will do well as nourishment for my great power!"
• Maniacal laughter rang out from amidst the turbulent cloud now in the shape of a skull, towering over him with its menacing glare.