[ That settles it. This is Elidibus as he remembers them: alive, warm, with all of their memories intact. Emet-Selch goes quiet then and weighs the shorter man with a steady gaze. It would be cruel to tell them what he knows... ]
...Yes. Indeed. I was watching some others brawl a little while ago.
[ The man on fire has thrown their shirt off and run away yelling. Their back is riddled with light burns, from what Emet-Selch can glimpse before they disappear. ]
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...Yes. Indeed. I was watching some others brawl a little while ago.
[ The man on fire has thrown their shirt off and run away yelling. Their back is riddled with light burns, from what Emet-Selch can glimpse before they disappear. ]
What do you make of this place then?