Light bright enough to have permanently blinded any human engulfed them both.
Darkness followed, and Li found himself back at the cavern, right where he had been before. Around him, piles of inanimate bones and magical equipment lay strewn about, as did countless shattered vials and broken pieces of alchemical equipment tossed about from the fight.
A few fledgling fires were beginning to flutter up, born from flammable alchemical vials and gnawing away at anything flammable they could sink their fiery teeth on. Still, though, because this was a damp, enclosed cavern full of solid rock, it was difficult for the fires to spread quickly, though eventually, everything would be engulfed.
Li went to Azhar's prone body and tapped the bowman on his head, casting a healing spell. As he did so, his leshen form became wrapped in flowing bands of magical energy, reconstructing his human form once more.
Azhar coughed as he raised himself up.