The Ultimate Host

Blizzard jolted towards Hendrix, stabbing him in the shoulder. Blizzard started laughing. Hendrix grunted as blood began running down his shoulder. He grabbed Blizzard by the throat, throwing him into the ceiling. Blizzard endured the pain, landing on his feet. He quickly transformed the ice sword into a spear, throwing it into Hendrix's ċhėst, through his heart. Hendrix immediately vomited up blood, stumbling down to his knees. Hendrix placed his hands around the spear and ripped it out of his ċhėst. His wound healed up instantly. Hmm." If it wasn't for that immortality, you would have been dead right now. Blizzard scoffed. " That's exactly why I have something very special plan for you." There is a reason why that fountain is standing right behind you. Hendrix wiped the blood away from his shoulder, proceeding into smashing the ground with heavy hammer fists. The entire place began rumbling. Blizzard clasped his hands together, starting to mutter some N'rok tongue. A red aura began generating around his body. Suddnely Hendrix's nostrils started to bleed. He could feel warmth running down his back. He vomited up blood and started grabbing his ċhėst. Blizzard started smiling. It seems to be working solid." Blizzard was taking the immortality out of Hendrix. Without it, Hendrix wouldn't be able to regenerate.