"You have killed many," Marlin said solemnly, closing his eyes as he spoke, almost as if in prayer. "You have lived a defiling life—one that even outcasts would scorn—a life of preying on everything weaker than you. That time has ended, Ragnar."
Marlin's blade glowed brighter as flames licked its edges. "The rage I carry is contained but unyielding, a flame that never expires. I will purge you from this earth, fiend. And as your friends watch your burning corpse, scorched by the sins you've committed against humanity, let them remember one truth: every flickering flame, every candlelight, and every sunrise will remind them that they are next."
Ragnar writhed in pain, the flames consuming him, but his immortality kept him alive. His flesh had long since blackened, leaving him as nothing more than a charred husk of his former self.
"Then I am doomed to burn for all eternity?" Ragnar rasped, his voice filled with despair.