Nothing quite more unsettling than seeing insanity smile, but this was different. Sort of knowing and acceptance. 'A moment of clarity?' Wrenn querried his mind just before the creature disappeared into a rip. Refocused upon his new location, the sudden shift in objective confused the warrior. Then he heard it. A sudden shift in mannerism. Perhaps he had been posessed and the one good stab that'd gotten in brought him to his senses.<br/><br/>And now we have the posesser. Or atleast, her aura. Captivated by the eerie glow, Wrenn did not think to pull his shield up in time to shield himself from the likely ensuing blast. How much time had passed? How much debris had fallen on him? Clearly he was alive enough to ask and so was able to lift his shield and clear off enough to eventually sit up. 'Huh... I should watch my lucky shots...' he thought to himself, eyeing the rubble. "Urmmh..." 'sore. Okay, you're used to this, slow deliberate movements...' Getting to his feet, he surveyed the damage. Nothing left but the hilt and his armor.<br/><br/>"I'm of the opinion that we also released a tortured soul. Is everyone alive?" was logically the first question.<br/><br/>(failed both saves. 50-23 = 27 HP +3?)