บท 541: A Gift From The Past

It was a critical moment.

Varian had no time to teleport and acted instinctively. His arms moved up to guard his vitals while the space around him solidified. A barrier mixed with the telekinetic powers was stacked with a lightning wall.

Boom!

It was like a durasium hammer struck his chest. Varian felt his ribs snap like dry wood as he crashed into a hill.

Kaa!

He flattened the sharp mountain top on contact and formed a crater on it.

"Arg!"

A distinct sound leaked from his mouth as a sweet liquid filled his throat. Without any control, Varian was coughing out blood, adding it to the already large red puddle he was in.

'Move!'

Varian commanded, but he couldn't move. His whole body was falling apart and strength was leaving him with each passing second.

From head to toe, blood flowed out from every inch of his body.