End Of A Nightmare

Ten minutes had passed by while the battle between the Silver Eyed person and the Night Slayer had continued. The battle seemed to have been in a stalemate at first, but Arthur could tell that the Night Slayer was on the losing side.

~SHATTER~

His movements had become slow and he was finally struck with another attack that caused his armor to shatter apart. His cursed flesh was finally revealed which looked like rotten leather.

There were eerie runes branded into his flesh and were impossible to discern. Black blood spilled out of his wounds while a pungent scent spread from it.

~SPLATTER~

Blood splattered everywhere as another spell hit the Night Slayer. It was an unknown spell that Arthur could not recognize. It had appeared like a heptagon around the Night Slayer and had suddenly contracted, coursing through his body.