Hundreds of different sensations – painful, flaming, ice-cold – washed over Liam's brain.
He was simply stilled in place, unable to move a muscle while his brain felt like it was on fire while being restructured and simultaneously enhanced.
At the same time, his eye grew hot like molten steel as its black pupil narrowed to a vertical slit.
Liam didn't scream, not even a grunt. He could just ignore that pain entirely.
A huge pressure unfolded in the small chamber. Waves of buzzing hums vibrated the air around Liam's figure. He felt his thoughts racing at incredible speeds, clear and comprehensible, detailed and precise.
After a solid thirty seconds, it was over.
Liam felt serene. Usually, fatigue weighed against his mind due to how heavily he used it, but all of that washed away.
