Damon collapsed forward onto his hands, blood dripping from his mouth, his crimson eyes blazing like molten coals. He saw the unstable pockets of space in front of him, holes in reality that seemed to flicker in and out.
Bursts of powerful energy surged from within these holes every now and then, this energy different from the one that had only just now unleashed devastation on him. No, this energy was a completely different beast.
Void energy? Damon wondered as his mind weakly tried to recover from everything that had happened. Then it suddenly struck Damon. "Blood Reign! Can you still absorb the lingering, broken-down fragments of that thing in my body?"
No reply came, but Damon did not want to wait for it.
"If you can, then do it. Do it right now. Do it immediately." If he had more control over his bloodline, over energy manipulation, over soul manipulation, then he could have probably helped her, but right now, he had none of that.
