Dilan actually started to doubt if he could survive getting squashed by the ginormous meteorite. His life was on the line and the pain he was going through right now was nothing short of being sent to hell.
Getting whipped by his father to the point that he nearly died on numerous occasions, ending up punctured by an old tree in a ravine in the mountains, or nearly dying while facing the War Krendel was not even close to the pain he was feeling right now.
All the things that had happened to him had been painful. That was out of question but right now his body was melting as he was being thrust deeper and deeper into the ground.
Soil, stones, and various other things poked into his back, piercing through his threadbare clothes and flesh before they were either pushed aside, disintegrated, or molten. This made matters worse for Dilan and he ended up getting more and more injured.
His condition was bad, to the extent that he began questioning everything.
