Double Evolution [PART 2]

Northern felt the pain even though he wasn't feeling material; he felt every part of his immaterial body experience the agony.

Northern's essence trembled, every fiber of his being quivering as if gripped by an unseen hand and wrenched taut.

His immaterial form, unbound by flesh but somehow alive with sensation, throbbed with a pain so raw it was a symphony of agony.

Each note struck like lightning, racing through him with relentless ferocity.

It was as though his soul had become the heart of a storm, cracking under the pressure of an electric surge that shredded through him.

Bolts of pain tore across his essence, relentless and wild, splintering it in jagged fractures, each one sharper than the last.

His vision—or whatever senses existed in this realm of formlessness—shattered with each pulse, each searing wave more violent, more unforgiving.