While the powerful Rulers who had fought Kyle either fled or schemed to gather more forces to kill him before he could return for revenge, the man stumbled out of a crack at the far end of the Celestial Realm. The tiny golden symbols crackling around the crack faded, and the crack sealed itself.
His face was ashen, the left side of his body badly ravaged, with nothing intact.
The exposed white bones and red veins even revealed his slowly beating heart.
Each step sent searing pain through him, and he clenched his jaw to stifle a scream as shards of crystallized ice gnawed at his wounds, for this time his 'Encasing Ice' skill wasn't trying to heal them; rather, the skill was further destroying his damaged body.
Kyle had realized too late that something was very wrong after activating the skill to save his body, and now he couldn't stop it.
His breathing was ragged, his glowing green eyes muddled and unfocused.
Only he knew how he had survived.
