C2235 Watho

Watho, having been cleaved in two, transformed into waves of ghostly aura that faded away, yet his expression bore not even a hint of pain.

"Your Majesty, please do not be angered. The fault lies with my lack of control. On behalf of Calli, I offer you my sincerest apologies," an aged voice emerged suddenly from behind the Empress. The dark ghostly aura coalesced anew, and the unscathed