Remnant (5)

Inside the mental space, things became quite chaotic, the pressure being exerted was borderline unbearable on Taf whose consciousness felt as though it might collapse at any given moment. It was the most pain he had ever endured in his life. An urge to scream in agony did overwhelm him, but he would never give the first patriarch that honor. So, he fought with all his will to bear it. While at the same time thinking of means to rid himself of this predicament.

Perhaps he had overplayed his hand, so thoughts of using the space stone did come to mind. He was certain it could aid him against such attacks. However, though tempting, he decided against such actions. If he were to become reliant on a foreign object, it would simply put a bitter taste in his mouth.

Seeing him on the brink of collapse the first patriarch laughed hauntingly.