In the inner world of Elias’s mind, the unconscious boy was amidst a labor of his own.
Pushing the limits of his willpower even further than ever before, Elias forcefully attempted to exit his comatose state.
Doing so, resulted in an extreme strain on his mind and body. Yet he persevered, motivated by Jonas’ cries of pain and struggle.
His white eyes turned bloodshot and the crimson blood vessels coursed through his blanche eyes. The veins of his body pushed against his skin, and every muscle in his body contracted in concentration.
Sat in a meditative position, Elias took place on the shore of the blood sea, the foreground of which showed an ominous willow tree, and the background, a tall beacon that pierced through the starless sky.
He bit his lips, forcing back groans of struggle and dissociating himself from the pain.
In seconds, his body turned illusory, and the effect climbed all the way to his neck.