[Mind buzzing, Matoba's hand digs into Kimmuriel's upper arm to steady himself, although with how his entire brain was swaying and blurring in and out of any kind of consciousness, it was becoming increasingly difficult nonetheless.]
[Still- he had to tell them. He had to let them know--]
It's released, [He gasps out with effort. Even figuring out how to word what he somehow just knew as a result of his butterfly being evaporated in the final strike was too difficult.] ...The source...
...It's over...
[That's about as much as he can manage, though- he's already exhausted from pushing himself over the last week or so, and the ringing in his brain reaches a fever pitch. His body goes limp as he loses consciousness at last, slumping over and ...if Kimmuriel doesn't catch him, straight up flopping onto the floor.]
[And in that moment, suddenly, all the malice that's been permeating the city suddenly... vanishes, like a shockwave played out in reverse. Whatever it is that happened at the Tower, the effect is immediate.]
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[Still- he had to tell them. He had to let them know--]
It's released, [He gasps out with effort. Even figuring out how to word what he somehow just knew as a result of his butterfly being evaporated in the final strike was too difficult.] ...The source...
...It's over...
[That's about as much as he can manage, though- he's already exhausted from pushing himself over the last week or so, and the ringing in his brain reaches a fever pitch. His body goes limp as he loses consciousness at last, slumping over and ...if Kimmuriel doesn't catch him, straight up flopping onto the floor.]
[And in that moment, suddenly, all the malice that's been permeating the city suddenly... vanishes, like a shockwave played out in reverse. Whatever it is that happened at the Tower, the effect is immediate.]