Thanatos closed his eyes, the flickering candlelight playing across the shadowy hollows of his skull as he sank into the memories of the recent past.
Like a horror-filled highlight reel, he recalled the assessment battle with Dolgrim, the beast's fearsome strength and savagery, him beheading it with a single attack.
He relived the moment of victory, but not before catching a glimpse of the enigmatic man, who had unleashed the monstrous spell that had sent him crashing through the wall and into the alley.
The fragments of his memory played out in rapid succession, each image more vivid and disturbing than the last.
The recollection of the past was like a leaden weight on Thanatos' mind, each image a tormenting lash that threatened to break his mental fortitude.
His breath came in shallow, ragged gasps, his teeth grinding together as he fought to suppress the screams of agony that threatened to escape.
