Ignite the Sun

"I will transform into the most common corrupted creatures, and we’ll discuss their strengths and weaknesses."

The runes on Baor’s body glowed once more, and his figure changed - his limbs elongated unnaturally and he became thinner, almost anemic in comparison to his former self.

Soon enough in place of the large druid stood a faithful recreation of a Blightborn - well, mostly faithful. The creature’s skin had a greenish hue instead of the usual grayish-purple, and the its eyes were still human.

"Since I cannot recreate the blight itself, I have to replace some parts with my own power, it’s especially visible in this transformation, but others have some visual differences as well."

Cassian wanted to ask why Blightborn are different, but the Druid answered before he could voice his question.

"It’s because of their biology you see, they have a secondary circulatory system that pumps blight instead of blood. It’s a sort of failsafe for when their heart is damaged, its supposed to take over and fix any damages in case of emergencies."

"Does it mean they’re immortal?"

"Fortunately, no. They can only use it once before it runs out, and as far as we know they can’t replenish it on their own."

"How do you know so much? The book about them we’ve read wasn’t this detailed."

"Because we caught one of the bastards a few decades ago and dissected him, no one else was able to do that."

Cassian knew that it was a completely sensible thing to do, but the way the druid so casually mentioned cutting up a sentient being send a shiver down his spine.

Baor either didn’t notice or didn’t care, probably the latter.