Sycro hadn't the time to react to everything that had just happened. he knew there wasnt much time left for him, he didnt even think aout saving his last breath for something relevant. he just took out the vile of rot powder and laughed maniacly.<br/>"CHeers to you, crocface...and here, *wheez* heres the proof that i bite back." He opened the vile and dumped the stuff all over the walls, rubbing it in as he passed out and the necklace around arkains neck shone for a second.