Chapter 35

Everything was a blur. The sights were wavy and the sounds were like random noises in his ears.

Dominic McBlaze tried to focus on one of the waving lights in his vision but failed, as his hearing had failed to focus on any single sound and make some sense out of it. He didn't know how long it had been but it seemed like almost a week had passed since Y had captured him. Dom had spent most of his time unconscious under the effects of severe drugs. He was always awake enough to feel every cut on his skin and every tissue being ripped apart before allowing him to heal himself and then repeat.

Y was always there in times of his consciousness, to remind him of how he had starved him in his dungeons, and Iris was always left bleeding on the opposite side of the magical transparent wall, as a spectacle for him to agonize over and for Y to mock his defeat.

This time was like all the rest. He was barely able to see through hazed eyes, as his Iris lay almost lifeless, barely breathing and con