Auryn's eyes were encroached by piercing divine light while energy flooded his body.
His veins glowed gold. Visible through his shirt. His jaw clenched and teeth ground together, audible even at Lyra's distance.
Merely ten minutes in and his body convulsed. His breathing was jagged but his hands remained in place. It held on for dear life.
Lyra's hands clenched on the rock beneath her. Everything in her wanted to move, to stop this, but she'd promised not to interfere. She felt a tiny fraction of his pain from their bond.
This is what power costs him. He knew and did it anyway...
Tears flowed involuntarily from her cheeks. She didn't even realize her state.
Within Auryn, his primal instinct roared
TAKE IT ALL. CONSUME. EVERY DROP. MINE.
The instincts tugged at Auryn's intellect. He would rather leave just enough for the springs that were now his to stay relevant going forward.
