Our silence remained not for long, as I said, "Better see what his cronies were looking for inside those bodies. I bet it's something important." If I had a strong body, I would have crushed their necks with my own hand, but my feeble body could only borrow some help from my true form.
Leaving the scene a bit disturbing, to say the least. "Their bodies have melted," Wajih spoke, watching what appeared to be floating bones that were barely connected to some flesh. All human and all smelling sulphuric, almost making one wonder if I was demonic. A misconception is not only demons cause that smell to spread. Even shit if left for long will start smelling the same, like a sewer.
But in this briny ocean, this smell will die out in a while.
"It's a bead," Wajih spoke, far more conservative than before, he probably developed a level of fear of me, not like I blame him.
