[As Thancred takes the wall, Urianger has a set on the couch. Though he neatly crosses his legs, his hands are tightly clasped in his lap as he listens to Thancred's report. It's...ultimately good news, but the lingering uncertainty is almost palpable.
Thankfully, Thancred asks something to take Urianger's mind off of it for now.]
I feared the worst as he began to leak that terrible black liquid. 'Twas not unlike the effects of light corruption witnessed upon the First, or the transformation of a Blasphemy. Yet no such transformation occurred. 'Twas as if the very shadows themselves unmade him.
[...]
Mine own unmaking at the hands of Meteion was not so dissimilar, however I cannot draw a complete correlation.
[For the most part, he nods along. Okay, so they'd perceived pretty much the same thing.
The final comment earns a tightening of his hands against his arms, just enough to hear the sound of crackling leather. It's not an image he wants to picture - not with Urianger, not with Y'shtola or Estinien. Not as a possibility for G'raha, the twins, and gods forbid, Meteor. But it's good information to keep in mind.]
Lobelia claims he could not detect magic. Blasphemies and their absence of aether were the first thing that came to mind after that. [It's too bad Y'shtola wasn't here to confirm. Even back home, she had been the only one who had pointed out that sort of horror.]
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Thankfully, Thancred asks something to take Urianger's mind off of it for now.]
I feared the worst as he began to leak that terrible black liquid. 'Twas not unlike the effects of light corruption witnessed upon the First, or the transformation of a Blasphemy. Yet no such transformation occurred. 'Twas as if the very shadows themselves unmade him.
[...]
Mine own unmaking at the hands of Meteion was not so dissimilar, however I cannot draw a complete correlation.
[It wasn't exactly the same.]
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The final comment earns a tightening of his hands against his arms, just enough to hear the sound of crackling leather. It's not an image he wants to picture - not with Urianger, not with Y'shtola or Estinien. Not as a possibility for G'raha, the twins, and gods forbid, Meteor. But it's good information to keep in mind.]
Lobelia claims he could not detect magic. Blasphemies and their absence of aether were the first thing that came to mind after that. [It's too bad Y'shtola wasn't here to confirm. Even back home, she had been the only one who had pointed out that sort of horror.]
Were you also frozen in place?
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At least he can firmly shake his head at the next part.]
'Twas a swirling black storm of dynamis that did take myself and Y'shtola. Estinien met a similar fate before us.
[He tries not to describe it too thoroughly, because he doesn't really want to put that in Thancred's mind either.]
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...If we'd only had more to go off of for its properties, so we could make a better connection. Damn it...
[Not much to do about it now, but still. He is not fond of the idea of dynamis or Meteion continuing to be a problem even beyond their universe.]
And here? When Giyuu first collapsed... were you unable to move? [Or was it just the ones closest to him?]