Gulping down a mouthful of blood, I stabbed Zanifar into the ground, trying my best to support myself as I looked at the dozen bodies surrounding me. I swallowed a few recovery balms and smiled as my chest hammered away.
"Looks like we got them all." Vesryn calmly said without a drop of blood on him.
"What? Your staring?"
Vesryn shook his head. " You lost control."
"Oh? I felt like I was in perfect control. No, I felt like I had more control than ever before." I rescinded. And it was true. Whatever happened granted me something I didn't even think I could grasp. It was as if I had entered a trance.
Clenching my fingers as tightly as I could around Zanifar and Laevatein, I shuttered, still feeling my string being struck in the most pleasurable manner. It was intoxicating.