Sug Madik crawled out of the nearest resurrection pool, which happened to be situated within the cemetery of the same city that Belladonna had met Saige and Lilith in. His eyes were bloodshot and wide in horror, his pupils shrunken down to the size of a pinhead as he could still see the crimson horror in front of him.
The image of her devouring that marble stuck with him, churning his stomach with a sense of revulsion that he had never felt before. But it wasn't just that.
As he crawled across the ground like a pathetic, sickly dog, with trembling limb, Madik clutched at his chest as it heaved with panic.
He felt so... empty and cold. As if his blood had been turned to ice, stripped of the warmth of life and leaving him as nothing but an empty husk that kept going because it didn't know what to do otherwise.
