"My Liege, now is the time to employ your Focused Null Life Ota."
Skullius was spraying blood from his ears and eyes, drool slipping from his lips as though he were some stunned simpleton. He couldn't stand on his own two feet. Zu'sse was folding him, and he was battling an Undeathly disease etched onto his body; he was barely keeping from spreading with Null Life Essence.
"Shut up! That's not gonna work here!" he hissed a reply to Weaver's suggestion.
The two were a distance apart, yet the oppression of Zu'sse was equally cruel on them.
Skullius snapped in Weaver's direction. He had to give the Nulliergrapher plenty of credit if he survived this whole ordeal. The Apostle had managed to save himself, Kenno, Araeyn, Ferex and Red Rage in a flash; or rather, was it that he had delayed their extermination?
