[Luke calm down, you need to breathe.]
The pain the half-wolf felt was something indescribable to him. Even after so many life-or-death duels, so many scars, this agonizing sensation was something the young man had never felt before. It was as if the man's heart was being ripped apart, mixed with a gigantic pressure in his chest.
His breathing quickly became heavy, and his consciousness was completely white.
For the first time in his life, Luke literally started screaming in pain, which alerted Meredith, who was staying in the next room.
She opened Luke's door quickly and, in desperation, knelt down to place Luke's head on her thighs.
Shortly afterwards, Mr. Zhanid and the two chariot drivers.
The old wizard calmly walked up to Luke Lange, removed the staff he carried on his back, excused himself to Meredith and began silently reciting a spell.