Anthony's body was a bloody agonized mess riddled with holes. Every part of his body hurt, and to make matters worse, he couldn't die.
Not unless the tenebrous demon willed it anyway.
The nightmarish dream shattered and he found himself back in the boundless starry abyss.
Anthony gasped rolling to his side and coughing violently.
The wounds on his body disappeared almost instantly, almost as if they'd never happened.
He sprang to his feet, then reeled back, gasping for breath.
An oppressive pressure washed over him forcing him to one knee. Anthony grabbed at his throat, choking from the overwhelming presence.
Kazarax grabbed at him shifting through his memories once more.
" Let's have a look, shall we?"
Morgan reached, grabbing onto Anthony's head.
" Sarenus, guard me."
Sarenus stepped forward, stretching out his hand.
A ball of immolating flames slowly condensed in his hand, then lengthened, stretching out into a long, glowing, luminescent blade.
