Isiah didn't step an inch aside, perfectly unbothered by the reality that the spell he had invoked would paint the entire street in blood.
Robert continued to thrash and roll across the dirt for a few agonizing minutes, his violent spasms gradually slowing as his throat became completely obstructed.
The grotesque mass forcing its way up from his throat made normal breathing impossible.
In his initial panic, the man had naively believed he could simply endure the ordeal, holding his breath until the magic exhausted itself.
Yet survival was never an option. What emerged from his open mouth was far too monstrous for any human body to endure.
When Isiah cast the forbidden Gowarian incantation, he designed the magic with explicit cruelty: every single organ resting within the man's torso would be dragged outward, using his throat and jaw as the sole exit point.
