[The effect is instantaneous. Amelia's brow just makes the slightest furrow at the sickening crack of bone and the sight of the man's neck snapping at an angle. The skull drops and rolls away from the body as it falls, leaning against the erected barrier. The knife clatters on the wooden planks of the bridge.
The body is dead and useless but the skull is rolling back and forth and the oily substance is bubbling. If Henry tries to hone in on its thoughts there are no longer words, just gibberish.]
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The body is dead and useless but the skull is rolling back and forth and the oily substance is bubbling. If Henry tries to hone in on its thoughts there are no longer words, just gibberish.]
𝟑ጎቻ𝟗𝟗𝟗𝟒;ቻረፏል𝟑;፪ልረዪፏረኡቻጮጮጮነ...ሠክፏረልቻኡጋፏቻፏⶴቻⶴፓ—...!!!
[Amelia walks to the bridge and gives Henry a nod of acknowledgement]
Good. It's better this way. Now as for this thing... Is there anything you can sense from it?