Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20171107212103/@comment-24701913-20180116103336

Ze'Laro had closed the rift at the top of the tower when he noticed it was draining his magicka. He had attempted to take control of the insects, but they would listen to nobody in their frenzied state. The flies, however, obeyed his will.

He sent them to the main chamber, to see what was happening. This was about all he could do in his damaged state, as it required no movement.