357 Precursor's Aide (2)

It took a couple of moments for Darjud to register what had happened. His hand was missing and still, he couldn't feel any pain? What was even more strange was the lack of blood coming out of his 'wound'. His hand was gone and yet not a single drop of blood had spilt anywhere. How was something like that even possible?

"You sure have a funny expression on your face..." Ashton mumbled while swinging Darjud's severed hand like a bat, "Don't worry, I was testing one of my abilities. Unfortunately, I would like to know more about my ability and you happen to be the perfect test subject for it."

"How can you..." 

The moment Darjud realised Ashton could use his abilities again, he panicked even more. It would appear, that evolving had caused some changes in his body. Which in turn, caused the drug within Ashton's body to wear off.

'I have to get away from here... from him.'