Chapter 2374 The Last King Of Passion:>Ep6

Confusion beset Raynulf at the words. Previous witchfinders and agents of the Celestial Union had seen his birthmark, and though they had noted it as ill-fortuned, they hadn't declared it evil. He looked down, and then it all made sense.
The shape of the wyrm on his side had changed. Where once it was just a stark white, now it was outlined in vibrant and changing hues of red and purple. The eyes of the beast glowed a baleful violet, where once the sockets had been his normal bronze flesh. And worst of all, sparks and floating flames drifted off his skin and into the air. This was the source of all the Passion wisps he had been seeing lately.
Dread gripped Raynulf's heart, a horrendous fear coursing through his veins. His terror was so strong that he barely reacted when a dark hood was thrown onto his head and pulled down over his eyes. Fear still ruled him as his hands were shackled behind him. He only barely listened to the witchfinder's panicked shouts.