With the sudden death of Kuz, Phronesis froze.
He did not hear Tech apologizing, or the panic caused by the orc death.
His mind was in chaos, the delicate system he had fought to preserve shattering.
When he returned to reality, his pupils were thin slits, ears were down and his crest glowed a deep blue.
While a simple command, his magic created an aura of sound absorption. The Sphinx could only be heard by those near him.
A face contorted with rage faced the goblin knight, a voice filled with malice thundered in his head.
I warned you of your actions, yet you impetuosly pursued what you deemed a noble act. The death of Kuz Anorma is on your head, thus you shall be contained until deemed worthy of release.


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