Belladonna closed her eyes as her vision blurred and doubled, her stomach churning as the entire thing just made her want to puke, while the Plague Lord slowly climbed to his feet and let out another chittering laugh.
"You think you are better than me? I am Plague. I am Destruction! I consume all! All of the toxins, I combined into one. More than enough to kill the likes of you!
What will your healing do for you? The fire will not burn it out, you are doomed!" The Plague Lord rumbled, standing above Belladonna with his head held high, proud of himself for accomplishing such a feat and proving his natural supremacy.
He was enjoying the grunting noises she was making, and the pain on her face as her body tried to fight against it.
He just couldn't help but bask in the glory of it all. This is why he evolved. This is why he rose up from a mindless, pathetic zombie to something with intelligence and cunning. This is what it was all about! His glory!
