Victor frowned. "Meaning?"
Rhozan looked pain-stricken.
"The abomination attacked him with everything it had. And though he fought with impossible strength… he was injured beyond anything I had ever witnessed. His body was breaking apart before my eyes."
Victor finally tore his gaze from the glowing figure. "So you froze him here?"
"I sealed him in the crystalline stasis of our ancestors," Rhozan replied. "It halts the flow of time for the wounded inside. His injuries will not worsen—but they also cannot heal."
"How long has he been like this?"
"Five years."
Victor stared again at the stranger and the faint rise and fall of his chest preserved unnaturally by the light.
"Five years…" Victor muttered. "So then—since he failed—you assumed someone else would show up? Another Iruhun?"
Rhozan nodded.
