While none of his skills worked, he could still feel Kaos governing every cell, his every atom. Swirling within him, giving him a little comfort and preventing a full-blown panic.
In any case his goal was getting to Hubris to ensure that he wasn't dying. He dragged himself, relief washed over him when he could see Hubris' body falling and rising slowly.
"Don't scare me like that." He sat beside him, without his game power, it would be madness to try and carry a hellhound.
While he guarded his mount, Kiro pondered about what this all meant. It was obvious what caused it, he started to think it was a mistake going around worlds recruiting.
He was dreading going back to Asgard, if he messed something up it would come back to bite his real world. Asgard was created to protect them and he just risked it all.
"Your thoughts are too loud master."
"What the hell happened?" He asked, unable to take his eyes off the phenomenon.
