Taz's body exploded into bits that were not appeasing to the eye.
"Damn. I had just one job. To take his life and I messed it up." Tim ranted to no one in particular because, he was disappointed by the opportunity that was missed.
He was really pissed off. If he killed Taz, he would have gotten him as one of his undead.
He could have also gained his spells and his knowledge, especially the last spell that he casted. That spell alone showed a lot of promise and potential.
He had briefly fantasied about the damage he would be able to dish out with such a spell. Having a wheel of volcanic massive fire balls was no joke.
He was truly stupid for playing with his prey.
"Never Play with prey." He muttered to himself. This was something that he was going to live by moving forward.
Wanting to try his luck, he went towards the area, where Taz killed himself, and tried to see if he could absorb Taz to become an undead, but it was no longer possible.
