"But then- how is it that you control the tower...?" Felih asked, baffled, confused. The townsfolk said that the Tower appeared decades ago, and the Exarch with it- and the Tower must have come from the Source... but how far into the future? Was there any of the Allagan bloodline even left, with it thinning out with every generation?

But the last bit throws him off-guard, stunning him into freezing for a moment, before he sighs.

"Ah... so who killed me?" Felih asks quietly, faintly. He'd accepted long ago that he would not live long- it was only a matter of time, for adventurers like him.