Dark Shadows

I told you...

The complete and utter doom that is impending upon this human's mind while the warlock was casting is unbearable to watch. No one could have possibly fathomed what pain they were all experiencing. The man's rage was like fire as he cast spell after spell. Knowing his victim was practically dead already.

"I told you! I told you to not mess with my family! THIS is what happens, when you take everything from a man!" The warlock screamed louder, beginning to trail off, now just yelling to get it out of his system. The man that he was casting it on was screaming bloody murder. Foam began to gather at the edge of his lips. His flesh melting off by the second. His eyes slowly draining from his face. His skeleton pushing its own way out. He began to repeatedly slam his face onto the ground to make it stop but the warlock would have none of it.

"Oh no you don't!" The warlock mumbled a few words in another language and pinned the man's body to the ground. Restricting him from any more self induced pain. That was his job. About five minutes pass and the man drew silent. The room was dark and blood had been dragged out of the body. Trailing the stains, it was obvious that his very own skeleton pushed its way out of the body. Attempting to crawl to the warlock, excess muscles pouring from the creature.

"Now look at you, you are disgusting. The lowest of all creatures. Now, you are nothing." The warlock plants a foot upon the skull and with a grunt crushes it into powder. Cries can be heard in the distance, the soul of the human leaving this realm.