Out Of The Rift
Beads of sweat trickled down his forehead as his facial features broke down in horror. His hands trembled and his eyes were widened like they had seen a mighty terror.
This was the first time Northern was seeing this kind of expression on Sura's face.
He wasn't even this scared when he made mention of the Tyrant from before.
"You have no idea what you have done!!" He shouted at Northern.
Who in response did not really care.
All that went about Northern's mind was that he had the rift core in his hand; finally, they could get out.
He was also very happy that he didn't seem to have spent so long compared to the last time he was in a rift.
He looked at the core in his hand for a couple of seconds and raised his head to Sura, who refused to undo his Frostbite Reflection but was trembling seriously.
That reflective defense was the only thing stopping Northern from getting him.
And Northern wanted to get him so badly.