Dawn was breaking late, and Raiden lay on his bed with gritted teeth, hands pressed between his legs in agony, while Ash lay beside him, her breath creating a smoky sensation on the sheets.
Raiden felt like his hands were being torn apart. He had experienced a similar sensation during the day, but now it was more intense and breathtaking, just like when Ash first bit his hands to form their contract.
But at that moment, he cared less about where it came from; he only wanted the pain to go away as he fought the urge to scream out loud.
Despite his efforts to calm the pain, it only grew worse. His temperature spiked drastically, his body instantly drenched in sweat as he trembled. Still he held it in, refusing to wake anyone. But the pain didn't seem to care much about that.
In an instant, the pain doubled, causing his eyes to bulge as he clenched his teeth tightly, his entire face turning crimson.
