you came back, again.
"i saw it last time..." voryn hissed out with a grimace, his maligned teeth glistening in the dark. the sheer pressure and heat of the volcano you two stood in was getting to you, or maybe it was that corpse across the way, making you ill just to be near. an animated, radioactive shell who pleaded with you to come to him, to join him.
"last time those dogs came here, he had the audacity to wear his self-appointed halo in a mockery of your own hair."