Black veins forced themselves to the surface, pushing against Seth's skin as they crept up his neck and spread across his face. More of them spread across his arm like a plague, infecting his forearm and snaking across the back of his hand.
Seth's fingers curled and twitched as his muscles spasmed, flooding themselves with power that desperately wanted to be released.
The veins in his neck bulged as another guttural, feral growl escaped Seth's lips along with curling wisps of a noxious green gas. It poured from his mouth and spread across the floor before dispersing.
"KILL... KILL... KILL... I'M GOING TO KILL HIM!"
Seth's black heart thundered in his chest, coursing more and more power through his body. Yet unlike before, his rage didn't cloud his mind. The rational part of his mind was still there, questioning its continued existence.
