Blood covered Tarkan's vision, blurring everything.
Through the crimson haze, he watched the exact moment Cassian died, vanishing without a trace, combusting out of existence.
He was truly shocked.
He had thought the dimension would eject Cassian just as, if someone failed the awakening trial.
But instead of removing him, it completely wiped him out of existence.
Tarkan struggled to get up. His body was in terrible shape, broken bones , torn muscles , blood leaking from countless wounds.
He didn't even have time to feel happy about his victory.
Because he was still in danger.
He knew Cassian came from a powerful family. The Terra Association officer back at the building had been more than enough proof of that.
Tarkan was sure of sooner or later, they would send someone to the scene. To check on Cassian.
Dragging himself to the pouch-like bag Cassian had always carried, the one he used to pull out potions during the fight, Tarkan reached it with shaky hands.
