The Industrialist - Chapter 51 - : Encounter

... rieked; it had no mouth to scream. But even so, he looked like he was screaming in immense pain.

Screaming towards the heavens, as if his hand reaching toward the skies, asking for salvation, his chest was forward and its flaccid arms seemed to tighten.

His flesh seemed to melt as the mist engulfed him. The black miasma emerged all over the suffering body as if fire raged from within his innards.

The mist invaded his nostrils, inhaling and exhaling the thick smoke. He kne ...