A hand, or something like it, forged from still burning metal but not existent at all, sunk into his soul. It was clenching around part of his innermost, and had already succeeded in ripping something from him. He was in pain, so much pain. It was one he knew, it was the pain of one of his elementals trying to rip mana from him against his will.
It was like that, yet so much worse. It crippled his thoughts, thoroughly, all he could do was listen as he fought against the torment. "John?" Rave noticed his pain, his clenched teeth, chest raising and falling quickly with shallow breaths.
'John!' Aclysia's worried voice cried out in his mind. She was there as well, which was the reason Rave was awake in the first place. The guardian must have felt his pain and used Defensive Teleportation to be at his side as fast as possible. He could barely focus on her with his eyes. 'What is going on? John? Can you hear me?'
