The world seemed to go dark as a tidal wave as tall as the heavens washed Necron away, red lightning flashed in the sky as the very fabric of reality itself seemed to crack and break within itself. Time slowed to halt and sped up as day and night went haywire. Rezar had no perception of the world at all, his stomach churned and roiled, terribly shaken from the insanity that reality had no become. His perception of the world was terribly eschewed as up became down and down became up, the light was darkness and darkness itself became the light. Funny enough through all of this crazy experience he could feel Lenore's hands in his, he would have let go but she was having none of it.