He was going to make it, but his whole body was writhing in pain. It was awful, Light felt perhaps the worst pain he had ever felt when every bone from his knee to his hip suddenly cracked and shattered into pieces.
He felt as if tens of thousands of needles were going in and out of his body, and in some areas, he was even being stabbed constantly.
It was a strange and disgusting sight, Light was literally writhing on the floor.
His upper body sometimes looked as if it had no bones and only skin.
It wasn't even his neck yet, and if he felt something like that now, what would happen when that time came?
Perhaps when the time came for the neck to mutate, Light would indeed die, it was chilling to think about it.
So he thought shouldn't think about that now though, his body was still able to hold on, everything was still intact and he was still conscious.
Strangely, he realised that he could breathe.