The shadow only shrugged as Alexander mentioned is lessened...existence. It looked itself over, and didn't bother to try and do anything about the situation, for it likely could do nothing about the current issue. An idea seemed to strike the shadow suddenly, and he waved an arm towards Alexander, and instead of touching him only passed through. The look quickly changed to one of realization as he realized his own existence seemed to dawn on himself.
"I can promise very little, Alexander. You know as a healer that the task is to ease the suffering of others, and save all those who we can. I will attempt to...not fade away, if there was a way for me to tell."The shadow's speech even seemed to be more faded, and their minds also seemed to crash much less with much less around.
"So then a crystal, and I am only ten minutes old? An...interesting dilemma. Though, now that you mention memories....I remember blades, trinkets, and other things of iron and bronze....Perhaps a smithy? Maybe an army, or a noble? It is all very....fuzzy. I am not sure if they are your thoughts or my own. A lady, perhaps? Dressed in white, with dark hair which went against her golden shine? Perhaps..." The shadow paused, obviously now lost in thought as it stood trying to sort out what it was.
Joseph, in the meantime, was writing faster than he had ever thought he could write before, taking down anything and anything he could about Alexander and what he said, how he said it, and how he would at times seem to just stand there and do....nothing. But it seemed to be directed? Pointed at some...thing in the direction he was facing?
The Prime Minister was much less inclined, and stepped to Alexander. Looking him over for a moment, he nodded.
"Seems that you are...better now, so I imagine that is...your shadow as well? I saw the light, but I do not believe I see his presence any more. Is there anything else? Do you need to go somewhere, or something needs to be done?" The Prime Minister turned again to look at the other creators, who seemed to be all heavily at work now, though sometimes some would stop to look over at them.
"Perhaps it would be best if we went elsewhere before you attempted anything else. To be honest, I trust these inventors but not that much."
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As Silvana attempted to strike at him, a strange thought crossed Seth's mind as he watched the blast fly towards him. Perhaps he should allow himself to be hit, and see what happened. Was that how it should end? Perhaps he should let things just go? Maybe his own choice of death would be a fitting end.
......NO. Seth slid to the side in a single instant before the blast of darkness struck him, the thought still echoing in his head. He knew it was not his own, and glanced at his shadow which had gone in the other direction. The shadow seemed....Angry? There was something more to it now, and it brought its flames around itself as well. Seth grinned, and then began his steps towards Silvana, deciding to be a bit more diplomatic rather than warrior.
"You know, you could help me instead of working with these humans. Seems like they intend to do a good killing, and I would hate for this fight to lead to both of our deaths." Seth began to run, and let a few flames fly towards Silvana, much in the same way that Silvana tested him. Perhaps this would be a different way to bring about the end. He hoped that the ritual wouldn't be long now...holding off a gathering amount of humans as well as mages was a plate perhaps too full for himself and his current allies to handle.