CHAPTER SIX
Bolt had never lost control of his body before. He felt like a prisoner in his own flesh, unable to move his limbs or even just feel any part of his body. He felt like he was both a prisoner in his own body and a spirit floating outside of it, watching its movements like he was an outsider looking in. He watched in horror as the Darzen turned his hands over, inspecting his new body.
“Interesting,” said the Darzen, its voice sounding exactly like his own, though the words weren’t his. “This body is softer than my old one, but at the same time, it is far stronger. And the power flowing through it is unlike anything I have ever felt before. I wonder if this is how the Avatar feels.”
Give me my body back, said Bolt, who spoke through the Darzen’s mind rather than aloud.
“Sorry,
