Assassination Attempt (Part 2)
Kai sat down heavily on the edge of the bed, the quiet hum of the room doing little to soothe the pounding in his head.
His thoughts were a storm of confusion, swirling between the adrenaline of the battle he had fought before and the unsettling feelings that lingered from it.
He had fought hard, and he had summoned the power of his class. The power had been both intoxicating and dangerous.
It had coursed through his veins like fire, fierce and unrelenting. In those brief moments, he had felt untouchable.
The energy of the battle, the rush of the fight — it had felt sweet, almost like a drug... he had truly become a god.
But as quickly as it came, it faded. Now, as he sat there, the adrenaline ebbed away, leaving only the throb of exhaustion in its wake.
The room was silent, the only sound the quiet ticking of a clock somewhere in the distance.