Damon could feel it, there was something wrong with his body. Every time he tried to move, he felt this sharp ache, as if there were silver needles poking every inch of his skin.
Not to mention his vision started turning blurry as his labored breathing became so vivid to see. His mind was distraught by this fact, but this feeling of discomfort didn't stop there, as he was able to feel his impending doom when he watched the black lycan prowled around him.
What happened to him? The brown wolf was trying to raise his head, but it was too heavy. Even walking was hard for him. Despite that, he tried his best to keep fighting, yet he felt his consciousness slip through his fingers bit by bit.
It was hard to say what was going on with him.
Poison.
Edited by: Anshu_Bangaram