Their face set in an attitude of inhuman focus, Mael's gaze turns inward. A low pulse of energy shudders through your surroundings as Mael is cloaked in a veil of hungry, crawling light, and they manage a brief, choked scream before their ravaged form implodes under the pressure, reduced to a drifting cloud of dust and scraps of unravelling matter. Seconds pass in choked silence before the drifting dust that used to be Mael abruptly congeals, shifting and boiling around a central point. Within a handful of heartbeats, Mael stands before you once more, wearing the unmistakable mantle of an Idreth.
A shiver runs through Creation, rapidly swelling into a thunderous, echoing tone that heralds the rebirth of the Idreth, Mael.
Congratulations!
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Grats on your Idreth duds, Mael.