Time seemed to stretch as Lidien watched the Rift's Core produce dust slowly floating into the corner of the ancient room.
Lidien, with the help of Incite of Blood, could efficiently use the blood remaining in his brain to process information, making him think rapidly.
His eyes glanced at the Starry Skies as he slowly raised his left arm towards it, while putting his right hand inches away from the Rift's Core.
Then...
He felt his right hand slowly getting sucked by the Rift's Core, though it was weak.
Lidien steadied his foot on the ground while actively adding pressure to his right hand not to accidentally touch the Rift's Core, for one wrong touch would surely let him meet the God of Death again.
And when he felt the suction was stable, Lidien instinctively opened himself... not literally, but the Sparkline all over his body.
