The first thought to meet Kieran's alarmed mind was as bad as an assumption could be, for his predicament at least.
This current feeling reminded him too much of the sensations felt before the beginning of the Trial. Did that mean the Trial had ended… and he perhaps failed?
That distraught thought flitted through his mind, and it wasn't an implausible assumption. Much of his afflictions now resembled his restrictions inside that bridge of strange, viscous blood.
However, as he thought about it some more, Kieran realized his guesswork may be wildly inaccurate. If he discounted the puissant restriction severely limiting his movements, the sensations felt… similar to traveling through the Night.
Blackened space shifted imperceptibly around him, which he only noticed due to the wails passing vertically instead of horizontally. That meant his body was moving upward or downward as opposed to sideways like when Altair traveled through the Night.
