Chapitre 35: The Big Beautiful Lion (3)

"Is it too late?" Kestrel stood next to the pitifully tortured body of the alpha.

Raymond's warm castle within his psychic landscape had become ruins, and the thick sludge was everywhere. Black waterfalls seemed to eternally fall from the sky.

Raymond was enveloped in a nightmare of recurrent abuse. It would take a very careful beta and a significant amount of time to clean up such a world and restore it to its original state, but there was no time left. His psychic landscape had started to collapse, and his psychic incarnation, the lion, had regressed to a young state - a sign of imminent death. Once the psychic incarnation died entirely, it meant that Raymond would lapse into a permanent coma.