"I will never be a memory." More intense than ever, Nicolai's presence completely overwhelmed Desmond's soul. For a moment, Desmond's soul was nearly drowned in a sea of dark and sinister blood coming from Nicolai's soul.
Moonlight-white hair and ruby-red eyes weren't the only changes brought on by Nicolai's outburst. An Aura never before present spread out, covering Desmond's body. For lack of a better way to describe it, the Aura was almost like blood, red and thick, filled with a sinister and deadly feeling.
Like a psychotic demon, Nicolai let all precautions go to the wind and fully exploited the potential and power newly infused into Desmond's body to attack with everything he had. The maelstrom of blood that Nicolai's soul had become was trying to devour Desmond's soul completely.
