Vezon - Mask of Life

The deranged Piraka threw his head back and laughed. As he did so, Zaktan saw that a Kanohi mask was fused to the back of his skull. A glance at the empty pedestal in the rear of the chamber told him all he needed to know. “You’re wearing the Mask of Life,” the emerald-armored Piraka said.

“Wearing it, cursed by it, serving it, raging at it,” Vezon replied. “Not always in that order. Want it? Come try and take it. Please.”

Reidak took a step toward the cage. Fenrakk snapped at him, barely missing the Piraka’s hand. Slime oozed from the spider’s mouth. Every drop that hit the stone floor produced a sizzling sound and a wisp of smoke.

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Inferno, Chapter 6