Zarek's eyes practically spit fire, his entire body tensing to the point that he knew he was hurting himself. But he was having a very hard time controlling his temper right now.
Scenes of lifetimes, of moments he wanted to forget, continuously flashed in his head. They were like a cancer latching onto his brain, weeding their way in and circumventing otherwise healthy flesh. It was ghastly, grotesque in a way that tainted the soul and painted one's thoughts black.
It was hard to describe the sort of fury he had in his chest right now. One might as well have been dripping lava right through his heart, searing his lungs and ribs on the way down.
An Energy Fractal. It was an ability that Priya would only be able to awaken much later down the road.
