Starting from the head as the magical light was downwards dying to brightless, a white pointed hat started forming itself out of the thin air; a small face of a shiny gold frowning lynx symbolized at the top of it; the Behest Courier's hat.
As the light proceeded to die:
'Damn it!'
Max's human instinct demanded him to turn his face away.
The Behest Courier had a face resembling a vulture with a flat human face. A skin of repulsive white and black it was, the whitish skin design covering the aspects of his eyes, nose and mouth as if it was adorned with a small mask of whitish human's skeleton skull.
In circles around the eyes of the Behest Courier were living swirling darkness forming the eye sockets of the skull design. His real eyeballs were glassy dark black and the iris in them was glowing a ring of whiteness eachly. Without opening his mouth, his teeth were visibly grinning tightly.