"Blurgghhhhhh"
"Agrrrh...."
Axel coughed up an unhealthy amount of black blood; without his two hearts, it felt like his mind was flickering between life and death.
Only the impossible tenacity of his Ancestral Demonic bloodline kept him alive by some unknown means, and even that was only possible because he was a complete Demon at the moment; otherwise, no creature on this continent could survive after losing a heart.
Even the mighty Dragons could not manage such a feat.
Most could never even pierce the Dragons' scales in the first place.
The King's Consort crushed the grotesque demonic heart in her hand, and Umbra crushed the demonic heart in his hand as well.
A mental shock reverberated through Axel's psyche, threatening to send his consciousness into oblivion as more blood rushed out of his orifices. It painted his face black.
