A strong stench woke Matty up, stuffed up his nose. It was putrid and vomiting-inducing and he pushed himself up to his knees with one arm. His left arm up to his elbow was gone. Incinerated. His vision became blurry and he was tempted to fall to the abyss again.
Until he heard her.
"Ack!"
Matty would never forget the taste of human flesh burning. Never. But more than that, for the remainder of his life, he would never forget waking up to see death choking the love of his life atop a pile of corpses.
'No... no, no, no,' Matty muttered, the words stopping his heartbeat. In a twist, his heartbeat quickened, and a surge of adrenaline propelled him to his feet. He tried to move, to intervene, but an unseen force held him in place, as if the very fabric of the world resisted his efforts.
[ Warning! Mana has dropped to zero! ]
