Within the next hour, as the sunrise showed itself, blood pooled from within several hundred wounds that emerged from Evan's face and body. The dry ice sealing all of his wounds from over a decade, melted away due to his depleted mana, and he bled out and perished.
	The luster on his entire being washed away, replaced with either a dull pale, or crimson stains.
	He couldn't have foreseen this coming, it was his first time being fully drained of mana.

His face was calm. He at least died painlessly.