Yevian looked at Julius dryly, thinking he had heard something being said.
"Did you say something?"
Julius had a dull look on his face.
His mind was too fuzzy to comprehend that Yevian was even interacting with him.
As the white Sword Calamity drew ever closer to the group, Julius finally realized what he had become.
He felt like his old body was being shoveled away slowly and painfully.
Julius flinched abruptly. His hair felt venomous and demonized.
He looked down in numb panic. His fingers kept on twitching and panting with drums of pain.
A strange sound of lightning crackling began emerging from Julius.
He didn't know how long he had, all he knew was that something within himself was changing.
For better or for worse...
"Julius?"
Yevian prodded Julius lightly. As he did so he jerked his finger back with a yelp.
"Agh."
"Why is your shoulder so hot?"
His finger had been scorched just from touching Julius' left shoulder.
