Johnny’s eyes shifted around the room. So many… dead. He could feel something deep within him stirring—longing to manifest.
The nanomachines swarmed Johnny. He let himself be taken.
Pestilence cackled, “Too easy!”
Burns, sores, and disfigurement began to set in. Johnny could feel them eating away at his flesh. He knew though, to actually beat Pestilence, he had to sacrifice a portion of himself.