Arata (gasping): "Argh! Those guys… my body… there's not much time left."
Lyra's face was cold as marble.
Lyra: "And that's how you do the job. Failures."
Arata raises his fists
Seraphel: He's going at it again
Arata's veins pulse all over his body ready for another cursed necklace power strike
Revand: Everyone wear gas masks as soon as you cann
He rushes towards arata kuro
Everyone started wearing gas masks on their faces
Uruma: Now!
Arata; Aghh!!!! Die!!!
Revand: Requiem Miasma
A black mist appears out of nowhere covering all of the battles
Arata eyes widem
Arata: My strength I can't stand
He coughs blood bleeding from his core
His lungs burn like a fire has erupted inside of it his vision blurs
Arata: I can't stand it any longer I think. Goodbye kenny.
Seraphel: I will end it now.
Narration: Admiral Revand Krowe - Cursed necklace - Plague sovereign - (Beyond Mythical)
He can: Rot flesh, metal, stone, entire landscapes. Spread airborne plague aura. Infect souls. Turn disease into physical constructs. Animate the dead as Plague Sentinels