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( Oh, my. Mora and I. Tentacles and eyes. You caught my eye. )

Teeth grinding, head pulsing, Saren approached the gem, trusting Elysse to restore any injuries Calvus may have suffered. No bodies, no blood, only light and more mysteries. Vath shuffled as though cold had twisted his spine.

Mephala curse this white oblivion, I hope Azura forsakes this place and leaves it bereft of dawn.

He stood and approached his proud nordic companion. Somehow, the aging dunmer knew whatever had stricken Calvus bore ill. But what manner ?

"Are you well ? What has the gem done ?"