Northern took a shard of crystal he had broken from before and offered it to the Night Terror.
The terrific hellion sneered at him… although weakly, it still had its guard around Northern.
'I'm disappointed. I thought we were comrades since the last time we fought." Northern contorted his face into a look of faked pain.
Night Terror let out a grunt and with its claws, picked the little shard from Northern's palm.
Then Northern pointed into his mouth, "its supposed to go in there…"
The monster looked at him for a second.
Dried scars of brutal torture ran across his skin, the fierce and powerful flames in its eyes had now become faint.
Although Northern had removed all the shards, the disgusting veins still ran across its body and pulsated.
'I hope taking the crystal does help.'
So far so good, it has worked for him so this was the best first aid idea he could come with.
