"Uriah..."
The Abyss Giant Snake, Apophis, looked sullen.
Its crimson eyes flickered with a bloodthirsty rage, and its cold voice resonated through the sky:
"You madman... still alive?"
The evil figure known as Uriah to both Aurora and Apophis did not answer.
The gale formed from the clash of Divine Powers blew at its tattered clothes, and two blood-red lights faintly lit up on its decayed head.
Those were Uriah's eyes.
Hollow, devoid of spirit, without any focus.
Its mouth was slightly open, with a foul-smelling black fluid constantly dripping from the corners, while a hoarse voice intermittently echoed from its throat:
"A... Po... Phis..."
Stiff, mechanical, like a puppet without self-awareness.
It slowly raised its hand, lifted a dark grey longbow, aiming once more at the Abyss Giant Snake.
Evil, surging power gathered in its hand, a might not weaker than Aurora's.
It released the bowstring, and another arrow, shimmering with deep brilliance, shot toward Apophis.
