Asher stood in absolute silence, his mind blank, his stomach and chest twisted as though he wanted to regurgitate everything he had ever eaten both in his life as Ethan and his life as Asher. He had no words to describe what he was seeing, literally no words.
Horrific? That seemed like a joke of a word compared to the scene before him. His thoughts stalled, unable to properly process what his eyes were witnessing, as though his mind itself rejected the reality unfolding before him.
He had seen dead bodies, he had seen torn organs, he had broken corpses, blood had pooled under his legs before, he had walked on a battlefield of corpses before. His True Awakening had tempered him and made him see all these things, even his battle against Blue where he had to fight and kill various assassins before Blue intervened. He had endured slaughter and witnessed death countless times, experiences that would break ordinary people, yet he had endured them without faltering.
