An image forms in Ermon 's mind, of a wolf staring him down with disdain, as if he'd just said the most obvious thing in the world. In truth, it hadn't been obvious mere seconds prior, but the shaman hated having known information rammed down his throat.
Avis , meanwhile, feels a psychic warmth, almost akin to a hug. 'You matter. Don't waste your life.'
Meanwhile, the wolf's attention focuses on the rat swarm. An alien mind, scattered across the horde. Could he even affect it? Even as doubts creep in, eyes lock into the swarm, hackles raised and ears flicking forward. 'Flee.' Will swipes at the Supernal, pushing at the vermin to obey.
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