Eldarath gasped, and toppled onto all fours, before one of his arms supporting him collapsed into ash, making him plant his face upon the floor. Black ooze poured from the stump of his crumbled arm, as Eldarath sat up, wheezing and heaving.
"Dammit... We were too late... It's done something to the Realm of Magic... Something powerful... Aika... Tell me you learned something important!... The cost for whatever knowledge you've learned is likely great..."
Eldarath wheezed, head hung low. Even the Malevolence seemed wounded by the taxation on Eldarath's body, for at the moment, it was quiet. A silver lining to this otherwise dark cloud.