You Will Burn

Bile continued to well up on his throat, splashing onto his tongue which brought on another bout of gagging. Which soon after morphed into dry-heaving, but given he had already vomited several times only a small amount of acidic bile dribbled onto the ground. Still, the smell mixed with the sulfur in the air was nauseating, and he had to swallow hard to keep himself from continuously dry-heaving. It was hard to focus on the voice that sounded like Aurelia, and he wasn’t convinced it was actually her. A mirage or hallucination was more believable, given his current state of mind. And the fact that she avoided him at all costs. Still, he wouldn’t pass up the opportunity to smite her, even if it wasn’t really her.

Another bout of laughter bubbled from his jaws, as his eyes narrowed towards the direction of her voice. His pupils were enormously dilated, so much that the amethyst and emerald hues could hardly be seen. “Wouldn’t you like to know., little witch of the north.” He hissed before attempting to stand on his feet once more. The act was clumsy at best, as he swayed back and forth on legs that felt like stilts, using the wall of the cavern to support him. “I can’t remember what it was.” His memory was failing him, given how distorted it was. “But it was for the pain.” The hue of the magma illuminated his body well, which revealed the slow trickling of blood that came from his wounds. They were quite painful before he had eaten the herbs, but now they didn’t bother him at all. In fact, most of him felt numb, which explained his inability to stay upright. “I didn’t want to feel anything.”  Was how he ended his explanation, which in itself revealed that he had eaten far more than he should have.

"Sephiran Saxe"