Notifications bleeped in Rex's vision.
Some blue, some red, and some were flickering as if they were desperate to gain Rex's attention.
A furious growl climbed through his throat and exploded like thunder as the black cocoon wrapped him tight, and the black pillars keeping him suspended mid-air sharpened and pierced into his body and into his Spiritual Vessels, draining him of life energy.
Rex thrashed, muscles bulged, and anger flared—but the cocoon kept on tightening.
It kept up with the pace of his increasing strength from the bubbling anger.
Under the restraints, both of his important stats dropped as his nose began to smell the scent of blood.
