Darian's P.O.V}
The vision paused suddenly. In that moment Mike felt his awareness forcefully yanked from the body of Valeria and thrust into the body of Darian. For a few moments, he experienced the battle from the point of view of Darian. He was not totally embodying the personality of Darian this time, so he retained a level of self- awareness which was sufficient enough for him to see himself as distinct from Darian...
He as Darian, watched on as the champion he was supposed to face in battle furrowed her brows in thought. Behind her, the army that had come to serve as his stepping stone displayed signs of anxiety; they shuffled their feet out of nervousness, their eyes wandered as though they expected an ambush and an expression that betrayed their resignation to the most likely outcome of this battle remained plastered on their face.
"Thirty seconds left" Darian called out . Heavens knew that he had shown enough mercy by not immediately ending them immediately the battle was set in array. Even though he had done that on accounts of his enemy's beauty, even his lust had it's limits.
"Twenty seconds left" at this time, he saw his opponent furrowing her brows as though she was close to...an answer? Making a decision?
"Ten seconds left" just as his countdown reached ten seconds, he watched as a smirk found it's way to her face.
"That should be enough Darian. We won't concede" he heard her say.
'So much time wasted on a fool.'
In all these, Mike could only watch on from Darian's point of view, experiencing his thought and emotional process as he was unable to do anything to affect the course of already made history.
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{Valeria's P.O.V}
....then his consciousness was yanked out of Darian's body and thrust into that of Valeria. This time, he also retained a level of awareness which was similar to when he was thrust into Darian's body
"That should be enough Darian! We won't concede." He could only watch through Valeria's eyes as she said those words. Mike, this time, just as it had been when he was thrust into the body of Darian, had enough self – awareness to recognize that he was a distinct entity, even as he watched as words flowed from the mouth of the body which he inhabited and thoughts formed in the mind of the same body as though it was his own, but he himself unable to alter anything or give any input .