Pain

Warlock Ch 222. Pain 

- Ba-thump!

Damian winced and grunted, clutching his chest. The sensation was unbearable, sharper and deeper than before. He stumbled forward, his breath hitching as a mocking voice echoed in his mind.

"You surely don't know how to stop, huh?" the voice sneered. It was cold, sharp, and carried a hint of cruel amusement. Damian's knees buckled, and he dropped to the ground, gritting his teeth against the pain.

Evelyn and Cassius rushed to his side, their fatigue forgotten in the face of Damian's obvious distress.

"Damian!" Evelyn knelt beside him, her tone edged with concern. "What's happening?"

"I don't—" Damian gasped, his words cut off as a crimson ripple of mana surged around them. The shards of the Dreadheart Shard, supposedly destroyed moments ago, began to reform before their eyes. The fragmented pieces coalesced, the pulsating crimson light intensifying as the shard hovered in the air.