Brandon felt the shadow of death cast over his soul and the sound of that roar, his heart thrumming hard as his flames blazed into a condensed burst, launching him to a sprint for his life.
Elaine and the others didn't have time to ask questions or wait for a reply, feeling genuine fear, the human soldiers didn't hesitate to retreat in the slightest.
Unlike Brandon, Elaine didn't have any recollection of the future that had occurred, it was as though only Brandon had the experience of what happened.
He had to battle against voices telling him it was all just a hallucination, a deep daydream, anything but confirming that his death had been a reality.
Brandon had no clue how time could reverse as it did or if it was even possible, but despite being mired in this mental sea of confusion, the fear of death and the culprit remained fresh among everything else.
