A faint trace of cold and calm acceptance appeared in Aksai's mind. He slowly loosened his mental resistance.
His breathing became even softer. His awareness started to dim, just enough to make it look real. But deep inside, a part of him remained fully awake. Nuri took control over his bodily functions in order to create a fake condition.
Arkaal stood outside the formation with his hands behind his back. His sharp eyes stayed fixed on Aksai as the formation continued to run.
The green light pulsed again and again. Streams of poison essence kept flowing into Aksai's body without pause. The air inside the chamber felt heavy, filled with a strange, dull pressure.
In Arkaal's eyes, at first, Aksai's breathing was steady.
Then, slowly, it began to change.
His shoulders relaxed. His head tilted ever so slightly. The tension in his body started to fade, as if he was drifting into a deep sleep.
Arkaal noticed everything.
A faint smile appeared on his face.
"Heh…"
