When he came to, Cecil found himself lying down on a pile of rubble. His body was aching as the pain finally kicked in.
When he took a closer look at his body, he found that he was injured with many ghastly wounds. There was a hole in his stomach where his bowels were practically spilling out of and he could see his arms and legs also having wounds where the bones on his body were eerily visible.
It would be impossible for him to survive if a powerful shaman didn't come along and heal his wounds.
Cecil began to panic. The pain was too real and even though he knew this was an illusion, the feeling of being on the brink of death scared him.
"H-help! Help!!" He shouted coarsely in a panic.
But his shouting only served to aggravate the wounds even further. He gritted his teeth and tilted
