The World Tree looked at the Bleed through her eyes and stared at it in horror.
The room contained several hybrids between machine and Forgemastery that showed clear similarities with the workings of the Odi, Arthan, and many more forefathers of Forbidden Magic.
Just much worse after Menadion had given them her personal spin.
The other Chroniclers froze as well while blinding pain invaded their colleague. The Bleed sucked the elf's blood, her mana, her very life force, and converted them into a suitable nourishment capable of feeding Solus in the absence of a host.
The Bleed was careful in its calculations, draining just enough to temporarily restore Solus' body to that of a regular Awakened. It was uncaring of the pain it caused and how long the agony would last.
