Tryce's head throbbed with pain as he pulled himself out of the trench he'd just carved. Sweat trickled down his brow as he climbed unsteadily to his feet.
What the hell just happened? he thought, lying down on the grass. He couldn't remember anything before crashing, only a pain, a pain as if the top of his head had come off. That must've been when he'd crashed. A voice... there had been a voice...
He shook his head. He felt the pull again. It had gone away during his battle with Mirakel, but now it was back, and worse then ever.
Tryce leapt onto his feet, ignoring the protests from his body. Powering up his ki emissions, he leapt into the air and soared towards the source of his discomfort, vowing to end whatever it was that he felt.
He was getting closer, he could feel it. Only he couldn't only feel that, he could feel something else too. A power like he'd never felt before. But it wasn't registering on his senses at all. Not in the usual way. It felt like pain and suffering. A dark force. This must've been what Mirakel had been talking about when he'd mentioned the evil on this planet. Strangely, it didn't make Tryce scared. No, it made him eager. And that scared him more than the force.
Doubling his pace, Tryce continued.
((Anyone wanting somewhere to roleplay can feel free to interrupt me and intercede. Otherwise, I'll post a new part in a few days.))