"Urkh...!"
A sharp, searing pain exploded through Azriel's body.
He found himself slumped against the cold stone wall, every muscle locking up as if the air had been sucked from his lungs.
His heart clenched.
The agony spread like wildfire, blinding him.
He toppled to the floor, his body convulsing violently.
"Eukh!"
Blood gushed from his mouth, painting the stone beneath him as his eyes went bloodshot, wide and unseeing.
"Azriel!?"
"The hell!?"
Vergil and Celestina, frozen just moments before, snapped into motion, rushing to his side.
Azriel's face had turned deathly pale, his skin ghostly, drained of life.
His body hit the ground hard, the thud echoing as his muscles spasmed uncontrollably.
Azriel's mind was overwhelmed by the unbearable pain coursing through him.