Pov Mavor:
I was feeling those emotions more and more, to the point where I could no longer differentiate between my own and the curse's.
The metal was also twisting inside my body. I could feel this curse constantly trying to influence my mind. I didn't dare let my guard down.
"Urak, haven't you found them yet?" (me)
"The planet is still... SHUT YOUR DAMN MOUTH!!!" (Urak)
"Damn it!" (Urak)
Unlike me, Urak seemed to be having more trouble controlling his curse. His face was pale, his hair disheveled, his eyes glazed and red with dark circles under them. His Aura was even more unstable than mine.
"Urak, ignore the voices. As long as you do, you'll still be yourself. But if you listen to those voices, the corrosion will be quick." (me)
"I know, damn it! I know!" (Urak)
Sigh
Urak will resist less than I did. The moment his mind is taken, his body and Soul follow. There is no escape. The strongest thing in us has always been our mind.
