The shockwave of heat detonated through his fingertips.
Morgan groaned, as his body vibrated at a maddening intensity.
"This feeling..."
It felt akin to bolt of lightning striking a dry forest and instantly setting it ablaze.
An overwhelming, terrifying surge of warmth that flowed up his forearm, through his shoulder, and straight into his chest.
The egg felt blindingly, mind-numbingly hot.
Then his heart skipped a beat.
Morgan gasped, his fingers locking onto the crystal shell as if magnetic force had fused his skin to its surface.
He tried to pull his arm back, but his muscles locked.
"Wait— what the—"
The words died in his throat.
The world around seemed to collapse in on itself.
The shattered slate of the cavern floor, the oppressive damp air of the abyss, and even the towering humanoid shape of Nythrakar dissolved into a violent vortex of sensory noise.
Staggering forward, Morgan he was thrown sideways. The world swirled violently around him.
