Huff! Huff…
Panting loudly as he knelt in fatigue, Daniel's weary eyes took a toll on him. His body felt brazen and heavy, with his eyes giving a moment's rest to all the fighting.
He had cut through the flames and slain the Ogre king. A prideful mortal who boasted of being a god, yet his miserable fate followed in his actions. Daniel staggered as he knelt, and his body fell shortly afterward.
Thud!!
The head of the Ogre rolled towards his feet, and a tear of lava dripped from Anak's dead eyes. His body still stood in pride although it was ridden of life, and the fire gradually died down.
Breaking into ash like his enemies slain in the past, his body withered. That was the abrupt end of the son of fire, his pain was finally extinguished from the land of the living.