Chapter 65: You will soon be one of us
Envy barely had time to react. Camazotz had vanished—vanished into the shadows and reappeared right in front of him like a phantom. His sharp, dark nails lashed out like a blur of death, aimed straight for Envy’s throat with monstrous precision.
Envy dropped low, his body moving on sheer survival. The claws missed by a hair’s breadth, slicing the air above his head. But not cleanly—he felt the searing graze as the nails scraped across his cheek, leaving behind a razor-thin wound.
A bead of blood slid down his face... and along with it, a whisper of black mist. It kissed his skin with a sting—acidic, burning... otherworldly?
Envy’s skin flared red as the mist hissed into the cut, and a strange, pulsing heat began to spread beneath his flesh.
"Gghhh!" Envy snarled, baring his teeth as his cheek flared with pain.
Something about the mist felt wrong—corrupt, like it wasn’t just poison.
It was... alive!!
"So slow," Camazotz purred. His grin stretched too wide, fangs glinting, eyes glowing with green fire.
Envy leapt back in a rush of movement, rolled across the stone floor, and twisted mid-motion to fire an arrow. It flew like lightning through the thick smoke, the bowstring still humming.
The arrow hit—pierced Camazotz’s shoulder. But instead of resistance, the creature’s body rippled like dark water. The arrow passed through him as if he were made of mist.
"Tch!" Envy clicked his tongue, already drawing another.