Time passed and Kain felt utterly helpless. The hiss of Aegis fighting against, and potentially even absorb this Abyssal energy didn't fade.
If anything it grew.
In contrast to the Abyssal contamination Kain had been exposed to in the past, whatever this relic had thrown at Aegis was far more aggressive than anything Kain had come across in the past.
Kain kept his hands pressed to Aegis' stone body, spiritual energy pouring uselessly through the link. His bond felt jammed, locked behind a wall of incompatible force. It was useless for the most part, but Kain needed to feel as though he was helping in some way.
Chunks of obsidian-like stone flaked off Aegis' body—each one crumbling into ash before it even hit the ground. The pieces weren't breaking. They were shedding and dissolving, as if the material Aegis had once been was no longer a fit for what he was becoming.
