As Ackerly stirred from his slumber, he was met with a most unwelcome sensation: a scratchy, raw throat that seemed to extend throughout his entire being. As he attempted to rise from his resting place, a sudden wave of weakness overtook him, causing him to collapse back onto the soft mattress.
As the man's eyes fluttered open, a deep frown etched itself onto his face. Ackerly recalls returning home after work with Sael. Their peaceful journey was abruptly disrupted as a band of rogues descended upon their vehicle. Ackerly's eyes widened with the vivid recollection of what occurred next. His body froze in disbelief as he realized he was unable to budge.
A chilling sensation filled his entire being. He couldn't help but swallow hard as his gaze lingered on the object of his desire. The attack of the rogues was solely due to his presence!
