In an instant, my vision flashed and blurred.
Before I knew it, my body was hit with a tremendous impact, unlike anything I'd ever felt in my entire life, and when I came to, heavy like lead and seemingly immobilised, aching all over like never before.
All I could hear was persistent ringing in my ears, and as for taste, just the metallic tang of blood.
Slowly, albeit still a bit dizzy, I managed to recover enough to recall and recognise what was going on. Starting by forcing my eyes to flicker open, feeling around me in an attempt to push myself up from the ground, my limbs trembling from weakness.
An impenetrable cloud of dust and smoke so thick I couldn't see more than a few feet in front of me filled the corridor, and as I gradually raised to my feet, covering my mouth with the back of my arm and roughly breathing, I quickly pulled up the in-built mask of the Draconic Shadow, which fortunately didn't seem as damaged as I'd thought.
