Now more than ever, Beelathorn wished the supermind would say something.
However, despite his best efforts... despite how deeply he searched the confines of his mind, he could not locate it.
He could feel its heavy presence weighing down on his head, but no voice came in reply when he screamed for help.
He was... alone.
His mouth opened to answer her, but his will was not so easily dominated. He pushed back against it... gnawing down on his tongue till his mouth was filled with the flavour of blood.
Surprisingly, this brought a smile to the Shadow woman's face. "No one's ever fought back like this," she whispered, bringing her face close to his. "From the moment you got past Vira's truth-say, I knew you'd be the one," she said, before licking the blood that dripped down his lips.
The contract began flashing a deeper shade of red, and the grip it exerted over Beelathorn's body increased twofold.
