Ten thousand steps, one thousand left 3
Kyrie felt drenched in cold sweat. He had recovered from the stupor brought by its presence, but he wasn't in good shape. So badly that Maremalle it upon herself to order around Soleater, he was the one grateful for that.
His heart races inside his chest, giving the impression that a heart attack may happen at any minute now, his eyes seeing double. It hadn't noticed them, but its presence alone was terrifying.
Kyrie was proud of his endurance and stubbornness, but he wouldn't be able to do anything but try to recover from the view of the Lindwyrm, the creature that ruined his life, a great source of his recent problems. The terror it exhaled was overwhelming.
When things were doing relatively well, it appeared again.