Every living and dead being in the valley was shocked. The once clear sky was rapidly turning dark. Lightning struck across the land shaking the entire ground.
This was his wrath. His pain manifests itself in the form of rage. Powers that were bestowed on him at a time when he was a step too late. He hated this.
His bellows were heard above the cracking thunder. Water fell from the sky, a significant amount but it felt like he was drowning in tears.
What should he do? Malik was desperate. She was almost gone. Out of sheer desperation, he did something he never knew he was capable of.
The prince let his shaking hand move away. He placed it on his heart, closed his eyes and began to search.
Never in his life did he reach out for his soul. Neither mentally nor physically. The one time he was forced to search through was done after he discovered Lahan's soul residing in his.
