When a man called Declyn has a vile and putrid almost ‘deathlike’ breath so bad it smells like a rotting corpse.
Jaeden - “I’m going to go batter Declyn”
Lewis mourning - “naw, yill die of Declyn’s decbreath”
Jaeden - “goes over to fight declyn”
Declyn - “breaths”
Jaeden - “dies horrible, painful and torturous death”