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Within Crimson's mind, Michael struggled to gain a foothold to retake control of his body. The situation, oddly enough, was working in his favor. The beast wasn't sure where the biggest threat was coming from, not realizing that it was so close to death. The concept of falling to one's death was foreign to it.
Michael struggled for what seemed an eternity and finally managed to push the beast back and assert himself as the dominate mind. Back in reality, Crimson suddenly roared in pain, as the transformation suddenly reversed and Michael Windra returned both in mind and body.
Seconds later, there was a distinct crack, and Michael hissed in pain as his ankle snapped from the strain. Glancing down at Diodorus, with hatred burning in his eyes, Michael snarled "Let go of me, you f**king bastard!"
Suddenly holding his sword with his free hand, Michael slashed downward and hit his mark. Feeling Diodorus's grip weaken, Michael pulled his leg upwards and felt his broken ankle slip free.
Michael struggled for what seemed an eternity and finally managed to push the beast back and assert himself as the dominate mind. Back in reality, Crimson suddenly roared in pain, as the transformation suddenly reversed and Michael Windra returned both in mind and body.
Seconds later, there was a distinct crack, and Michael hissed in pain as his ankle snapped from the strain. Glancing down at Diodorus, with hatred burning in his eyes, Michael snarled "Let go of me, you f**king bastard!"
Suddenly holding his sword with his free hand, Michael slashed downward and hit his mark. Feeling Diodorus's grip weaken, Michael pulled his leg upwards and felt his broken ankle slip free.