Dhruv's eyes widened and his feet went slack. His strength was quickly leaving him.
Makena waved her hand and used her Cosmic saint energy to have him remain in mid-air.
-Puchi-
Dhruv spat out blood.
He was dying.
Stabbing your hand which is coated with powerful cosmic saint energy inside your chest will do that to anyone.
"What... What the hell is this?" He asked with widened eyes as fear gripped him.
Surprisingly very articulate despite his quickly fading life force.
Makena's eyes widened comically,
"Oh, you don't understand it yet? I played you. With the help of a terribly dangerous risk taken by me."
"But... How? I saw you dying" Dhruv asked.
Makena rolled her eyes,
"But you didn't see me dead. You saw me dying and you did not bother to question why your foresight stopped there. Why you didn't actually see me die.