WAIT! Isn't their five sences... See, hear, taste, smell... What about Feel... will that come in later
Yervok grasped his head with both hands. And let out a primal roar. Pain... The pain that's equivalent to a thousand deaths shot through hisbscream and etched it's dirty face upon his. The ground began to shake at his roar. His heart beat so fast it was a miracle it did not burst. The flames that were on him grew. Suddenly, The grey man was behind him. But Yervok did not notice and ran out of the cave, grasping his head. Screaming in pain. Roaring in anger. Flooded with a emotion untold.