As time went on, Satya could feel the heat around his palms pressed against Kencana Ireng's palms. The heat gradually flowed from his palms to his entire body.
Even though he felt like he was in cool water, the heat that flowed into every inch of his body was much stronger and hotter.
But Satya knows. This was part of what Kencana Ireng himself had planned for him. So, even though he had to frown to endure the heat, he still insisted on staying in that position. Not even opening his eyes at all.
The minutes passed with Satya's condition increasingly difficult to maintain his concentration.
How much longer do I have to endure this?
The minute he passed seemed like an hour in the middle of a barren desert with the sun shining brightly.
Fine froth sprung up around him, oozing out of every pore on his body.
