Baidu staggered back, his chest searing with pain so fierce it threatened to shatter his very core. It was a backlash!
Who was it? Was it Nayou? But how could he escape? He had delved deep into the deepest corners of his mind, where guilt twisted like a serpent, amplifying with each pulse of regret for not arriving at Tala in time. The weight of his failure hung heavy in the air, suffocating and relentless.
He teetered precariously on the edge of sanity, a tightrope walker in a storm, with his thoughts spiraling into chaos.
Baidu was completely absorbed in Nayou, and his attention was so fixated that the world around him faded into oblivion. He remained blissfully unaware as Leoric stealthily shifted before unleashing a shot from his gun.
The sharp crack of the release echoed in the silence, slicing through the air like a whisper of danger, yet Baidu stayed oblivious, lost in the intensity of his assaults on Nayou.