Damon gritted his teeth as blood seeped out of his mouth, dribbling down his chin in thick crimson trails. His body trembled uncontrollably. Bones fractured and healed, only to break again. Every cell in his being felt like it was being unmade and rewoven by a force far beyond him. But even in the middle of this crucible of agony, his mind clawed toward clarity.
He tried to focus despite all of the pain. He paid attention to the bursts of energy. This was the exact step when he had failed last time around, and if Blood Reign says there was a way for him to understand the whole thing deeper and push himself even to control it, then he wanted to do it.
He focused as much as he could as the energy ravaged across his body. Soon, the wave of energy met something like a wall. Damon could not pinpoint where exactly this wall was in his body, but he could feel it somewhat.
