With Sayda's death, all things that had been Willed to existence by her ceased to exist, including the devouring hole she had placed within Douglas, stripping him of everything that made him… him.
Currently what remained was trapped in a temporal bubble of Ana's creation, mere inches away from Arwen, his hand stretched out in a manner that was sure to have reaped her life had it connected.
Everyone was shocked at the side, including Ulysses who hadn't expected such an exaggerated reaction when he freed Douglas.
He'd known that Douglas would be under some sort of mental shackles placed upon him by Sayda, but then considering she was gone, he didn't expect that he would react in such a violent manner.
It made him regretful for releasing the crazed man without warning while also grateful for the efficiency of his fellow Constellations who did well to react accordingly, reducing the risk of death.
The silence that followed stretched on for a bit before Alex muttered. "Douglas."
