'What are you?'
The question took Ambrose off guard for a beat. He blinked once, shaking his head. 'This thing can read my mind?'
'We… are getting there.' the core's voice continued, its energies wrapping harder around him. '... But first, you aren't a normal human. So… what are you?'
'Your fucking nightmare.' he snapped. 'Fuck the hell out of my head.'
He fought through the strain hitting his muscles, pushing his other hand forward. Once he pressed it against the core too, he gasped, body jerking until his back arched.
Across the cavern, Viktor placed a finger on his temple. He lay his back on a wall, fighting to stay conscious despite the heavy bleeding from his right shoulder.
Devon—who squatted beside him—also got the same sting in his skull, forcing him to grunt. 'Shit… the link…'
