An eye open from nothing in the air in front of him. The pupil was a hall into darkness, out of which a malformed figure stepped from.
”I am… the Spirit of Corruption. I can give you this Power, for a price. There is something I Wish to find. You will retrieve it for me.”
The figure turned. “I am not without reason, however. Before this absolute, I will grant you other Power, to assist you in your task.”
@Hawks
Pyk coughed violently, eyes watering. “Woah. Sorry, not sure what that was.”
He looked apprehensively to the Hasrathan, who had green phlegm almost blanketing its cloak.