His nose couldn't smell anything, he wanted to shut his mouth, but he noticed that his lips were gone, even his tongue was rapidly disintegrating.
Not long later, Garen had lost all sense of feeling, his sight, hearing, touch, smell, taste, and even his sense of pain, it was all gone.
He had originally planned to give Andrela a hand, but he would’ve never expected to be caught in such a predicament. The power of the Mother Stream was too overwhelming, making it hard for even him to last for more than a few moments.
He felt as if he were floating in an endless abyss, there was nothing around him, he could not feel anything. It felt like the space the totem of the Nine-Headed Hydra existed in at the beginning, an empty abyss.
Garen knew this was his soul’s visualization of his senses, he guessed, his physical body might have already been completely disintegrated, leaving only his soul intact.