Kai stared at him. No, he was not going to let him win. He was going to sacrifice another memory and bring about another Imagin. Even if it brought him closer to death.
His hand moved up to the glass again and slid down. His pained expression grew worse as he started to cough and wretch, sand spilling from his mouth in small showers, sinking into the green goo like liquid. He was trying to summon an Imagin from one of his own memories...