Deep within the long and wide brownish river cutting through the realm of Nalim, Liam slowly sank deeper toward the bottom.
The water around him remained dark and murky, filled with drifting sediment, broken branches, and faint streaks of blood being carried away by the current. Above him, the shattered surface where he had crashed through had long since settled back into restless ripples beneath the night sky.
For a long while, Liam simply allowed himself to continue sinking.
Not because he lacked the strength to move.
But because for the first time since the fight began, there was a strange silence around him.
There were no explosions, no roars, and no claws trying to rip him apart.
Just cold water, darkness, and the slow pull of the river current carrying him downstream little by little.
'My whole body hurts,' Liam thought quietly as he drifted downward.
The pain was everywhere now.
