His consciousness was drifting in and out and faintly he could hear voices.
"...move him as soon as possible to..."
"...dark sentinel with three senses…"
"...the government will not agree with this…"
"Lieutenant Yves… sustained great injuries also… his taste-sense is expanding…"
There was a piercing ray of light shining right into his pupils and he could feel his reflex kicked in as he snarled at the unknown stranger, his body lurching up only to be held back by the binding belts around his body. That person jerked back and shouted something like going feral, and the sound was too loud for his injured ears that he couldn't help thrashing. Pain, it's so painful!
[666: H—H—Host, are you okay?! 666 has already shielded 50% of the pain for you!]
