He would wander for several hours, the air rich with spent power, still potent after all this time. It wasn't much, compared to what he needed, but it was an excellent starting point, and a place to help him begin healing.<br/><br/>His silent wanderings would be interrupted, however, as the power in the area began to swirl and eddy, and solidify in front of him, taking on a sinuous, serpentine form. "Welcome back, Arcaniss," the form of Verdelet said.