The Seventh (9)

*bzzt!*...*Bzzzt!*...*BZZZT!*

"AAARGH!"

Deep underground, Hawke was finally able to burrow a hole wide enough to fit his bulky frame with his lightning.

"*Cough!*,*Cough!*"

He coughed up the clay and dust that had accumulated in his lungs, and he took a deep breath, a desperate attempt to relieve himself of the burning sensation on his chest

"*Gasp!*,*Gasp!*"

He greedily inhaled but, only methane and carbon dioxide entered his lungs, worsening his excruciating suffocation.

"*Kugh!*"

His eyes became bloodshot, multiple veins and blood vessels began pulsating on his temple, his once pale complexion shifting from shades of red, blue and purple.

[I can't breathe!!!]

[I need... to... get out of here!]

Hawke attempted to wriggle his body and draw Mana but almost all of his bones were crushed, his wings numb like they weren't even there.