Lost In Void

Inside the void space of the Tomb...

The moment Azroth threw Baphomet and Eldrakar inside the void rift that the void dragon had created, the effect of his Temporal Pause authority ended and both of them were able to move once again.

The moment both of them regained control over their bodies...

"Arghhhh!"

Two painful roars echoed inside the void space as both of them looked at their right arms, which had been severed by Azroth before he threw them inside the void space.

"Fu*k, just what kind of skill did he use?" Baphomet roared in anger as he felt a biting pain from the depths of his soul.

Normally, he wouldn't even bat an eye if someone severed his arm as this kind of injury wasn't something hard to deal with.

But currently, he didn't know why, but he was feeling as if millions of ants were crawling deep inside his body, chewing his flesh, bone, and soul.