The friction of the barrier made Logan's descent to the floor slow, yet it didn't lessen the agony thrashing his innards.
"Guh!" he groaned, hitting the ground. Heat seared his mind, ushering entire waves of white-hot pain. The torture was endless, each throb taking entire seconds to dissipate, then quickly being replaced by another.
It felt as if someone had placed a knife under his skin and wriggled it around all his organs—turning his organs to mush and brain to goo.
Logan's eyes welled with tears, feeling the way his chest caved in unnaturally‚ unsupported by the bone below.
"Looks like I broke a few of your ribs," Zack said, cracking his neck from the distance.
Logan looked down, then up again. Haphazardly, he jumped up from the ground, immediately bringing about incredibly fast, hammering flames to engulf his body and destroy him. "AAGGGGGGHHHHHHH!"
