Adrian's body was a complete wreck.
Pain surged through him relentlessly, tearing at every nerve.
His bones weren't just fractured, they felt shattered, twisted, and pulled apart.
He had never experienced anything like this before, not even close. The explosion had hurled him through the air, and though his Power Suit had taken the worst of the blast, it couldn't shield his body from the brutal impact.
Each shallow breath stabbed at his chest, and the idea of moving seemed impossible.
He wanted to retract the Power Suit, to shed its heavy embrace and feel free for just a moment.
But the harsh world around him wouldn't allow it. The Volcanic Wastelands bled heat into the air, while the edge of the Frozen Region loomed nearby, its icy bite just as deadly.
The suit was his lifeline, keeping him safe from the elements, even if it trapped him in his misery.
