"Aha! The crystal has established its connection with the world vein," said Ven'thur triumphantly. He clapped his skeletal hands together as he watched purple sparks fly from the body of the huge structure, lighting up the dark of the cavern in an almost ghostly glow.
The ground began to rumble gently, and a whirring sound, the kind you would hear in a generator, began to emanate from the depth of the crystal as it began to grow increasingly brighter.
An aura of purple energy began to shimmer around it, and the aura shaped into coiling tendrils as they snaked up, trying to reach the cavern ceiling.
"Normally," said Ven'thur. "The crystal's mana channels would attach above, linking it to the rest of Kel'thor, but the blast has destabilized the citadel's position and ruined much of its capability to connect with the crystal.
I, however, am still more than capable of processing this power."
