Agnes watched as Warden came out of the array, his whole upper body swollen with angry red patches of blood. It had oozed out all over his body; his eyes were red-shot, looking like a maniac.
"Are you alright?" she asked hesitantly, even though he did not appear to be.
But she had seen signs of Warden's resilient physique; this much should not be enough to stop him. She could not sense what was going through him internally.
Warden waved his arm to dismiss her concern, though his movement didn't have the ease at which he acted. He looked haggard, out of place, and probably couldn't see clearly with the intense light playing its trick on him.
He sat on the ground and began meditating. He stayed there for about 15 minutes, eyes tightly shut as all the swelling on his body healed, even if it left a trail of blood on his skin.
