Chapter 435 - Pawns on the Chessboard

The sharp penetrating feel that sent the surge of electrical jolts throughout Ranulf's body was quickly replaced by the searing, burning after effect. Coming along with it, the subtle stinging pain combined with the dim pulsing sensation, sort of the same as what you would get when you would hit your toe, knee, or hand or perhaps your head to a blunt, solid object. 

Having spent a considerable amount of time in his profession, Ranulf was keenly aware of the source of all these unsettling events, or the cold, dripping liquid that he could feel slowly but steadily escaping from the holds of his own body.