The massive, pulsating organ loomed beneath him, every beat sending a shudder through its slick, shadow-wrapped form. Its surface throbbed against his armor, as if it were breathing him in.
It was fighting Diaz, Sasha, and Jack. But most of the work was done by Vaelira and her giant army of summons. The Heart was getting damaged repeatedly from a thousand angles at once, but it kept counterattacking and healing its injuries.
Kaiden's fingers dug into the slick, pulsing flesh. The only thing between him and a bone-shattering death that would likely come from falling to the depths below was his own grip, and right now, that grip was failing.
The shockwave had wrecked him.
