"Nay!" Black flames roared from my left-hand rendering that ancient tech spawns to dust.
Without effort and a sickening sound of breaking bone, I yanked the ugly skull from its neck. "No more. Your end has come."
The now body-less skull still alive moved its jaws in soundless agony as my fire consumed it, brain, essence, bone and all. What had been created by a twisted scientist calling himself a techno-mage and endured for an entire galactic revolution was no more, the Necro King was no more.