"I... had expected worse to happen, truly," Felih admits, but he tends to be paranoid and anxious by nature, even if he tries not to show it. He starts to dust himself off and stretch, relaxing as he realizes the immediate threat seems to be gone, and looking up at the sky makes him pause in awe.
"The night sky," he murmurs, stunned at the sight of it breaking through the mantle of light. "Was the Lightwarden the anchor for the Light, here?" he asks, before looking at his hand and then back to the sky. "To pull apart the mantle... could we control it?" Before even waiting for a response, his hand moves towards the sky, and a burst of aether rushes out of him and towards the sky, starting to tear at the layer of light.
"P'rihnn, help me out here-" he calls, meeting some resistance.
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Date: 2020-11-06 02:07 am (UTC)"The night sky," he murmurs, stunned at the sight of it breaking through the mantle of light. "Was the Lightwarden the anchor for the Light, here?" he asks, before looking at his hand and then back to the sky. "To pull apart the mantle... could we control it?" Before even waiting for a response, his hand moves towards the sky, and a burst of aether rushes out of him and towards the sky, starting to tear at the layer of light.
"P'rihnn, help me out here-" he calls, meeting some resistance.