The spherical prison, made from the blood of millions of vampires, the blood the Night King had devoured, compressed more and more, trying to crush the being it had trapped inside.
It sought to break him under the immense pressure before devouring his soul, body, and blood. But the being inside…
He was just too strong.
His skin was too tough, as if he were a man of steel. And to the shock of the will of the Blood of the Night King, the being it had trapped inside began to resist.
For some reason, Damian, within his prison of blood, was somehow beginning to break free from the constraints of its domain.
He was starting to break the rule.
Inside Damian's mind, now released from the endless void where the Blood of the Night King had tried to shatter him, the darkness was failing.
Damian was breaking free. And to make things worse for it, he was beginning to escape the very prison that had held him.
