It felt like mere seconds, but no one was sure how long it took. First the flesh disintegrated and fell away, leaving only bone. Then that too fell, like soft chalk crumbled to the ground.
At the end, DeStiy's clothes tumbled into an untidy pile. Flesh within them quivered as it disappeared until only an untidy mound of clothes remained, as if casually discarded on the floor.
But that wasn't really all that was left.
Where DeStiy once stood, a shimmering light, pale and wan and in the shape of a human being glowed with a soft and mysterious hue.