"I have, but this.. is different, somehow. It doesn't feel like my magic is just<em>gone,</em>it feels like something is... eating it," she said.<br/><br/>The insectoid guard silently led the way, into the immense spire that's visible from every corner of Outland, through labyrinthine, twisting tunnels. Before long, even his sense of direction is befuddled, and only then will he realize that his children are no longer following him. Before he can raise a protest, though, he finds that he's entered the familiar cavern. A beautiful woman sits in a chair, a chessboard laid out in front of her. On her side, only a handful of pieces remain, while her unseen opponent not only has the majority of pieces, but clear control of the board. She glances up, as he enters, her face pale and drawn, her eyes sunken and hollow, though, upon seeing him, a smile lightens her face. "You returned."