And that electrifying lash seemed to act like a switch, fully reconnecting all the previously paralyzed neural pathways throughout Attilicia's body.
Pain!
The kind of searing pain that pierced the heart.
If the pain David had felt earlier, when Tania slammed into him from midair and broke more than twenty of his ribs, could be likened to the pain of childbirth,
then Attilicia, whose body had been crushed to a pulp and was now slowly recovering, was probably experiencing...
pain equivalent to birthing an entire football team.
Attilicia's whole Drow body arched like a lobster, trembling uncontrollably.
Meanwhile, his eyes nearly splitting from the excruciating pain, he finally saw that...
crimson figure that never ceased to haunt his nightmares.
Attilicia growled the name etched into his very soul, "Lai Lian Dora Pafila Lufudoro Gon Sed Ponga!"
"Oh? You still remember my name. That's rather rare."
