27.Aug.12, 01:44 AM
His eyes saw shapes moving. Threatening and blocking all of his rage rendering his efforts to destroy this fearful menace useless. No logical thought occupied Sanderon's brain at this point. The extreme control he had exercised over his mind, to shove down his deep anguish and feral rage the last turn and a half had taken a turn for the worst at his public lashing. From that point forward, his control had begun to leak. He could not stop himself now. It was as if his true self was now trapped inside and all of his feralness had taken control. Deep inside he was crying and terrified but held no more mental strength to stop himself. He heard Jada's scream but was powerless to respond. He was trapped deep within.
Sure he felt the extreme pain in his injured back and wrists. His elbow even now was in excruciating pain. The logical thing to do would be for him to calm down, think clearly and end all the madness right then and there. But he couldn't.
Not being able to move, he arched his back and tried to rip himself free of that which restrained him, but it was no good. His throat screamed forth with desperate wordless rages. Sanderon's mind had shattered. Maybe those pieces could be collected and put back together...in time. Maybe they couldn't. At this point it was really hard to tell.
What was obvious was that he had totally lost control. Bucking up, twisting, raging! He had not been physically strong to begin with considering his already injured state. But even then, it was a while before his breath came in tortured gasps and he finally lay still, completely and utterly spent. Only a quiet groaning could be heard under his breath.
Sure he felt the extreme pain in his injured back and wrists. His elbow even now was in excruciating pain. The logical thing to do would be for him to calm down, think clearly and end all the madness right then and there. But he couldn't.
Not being able to move, he arched his back and tried to rip himself free of that which restrained him, but it was no good. His throat screamed forth with desperate wordless rages. Sanderon's mind had shattered. Maybe those pieces could be collected and put back together...in time. Maybe they couldn't. At this point it was really hard to tell.
What was obvious was that he had totally lost control. Bucking up, twisting, raging! He had not been physically strong to begin with considering his already injured state. But even then, it was a while before his breath came in tortured gasps and he finally lay still, completely and utterly spent. Only a quiet groaning could be heard under his breath.