The Shard of Omniscience shuddered, a conduit torn open between its infinite power and the hollow cavern of my soul. I groaned as mana suffused every fiber of my being, but the searing agony did little to fill the emptiness within me. More, I needed more. Anything to drown out the horrors of this world, to destroy the king who had taken everything I loved.
And so, even as the pain made me stagger and shudder in agony, I drank from the shard's well. The influx of mana manifested in my aura, buffeting the air around me in a veritable windstorm. It picked at my clothes and tugged my hair out in long, crimson waves. The power grew as my soul reached its breaking point, and the vortex pushed back even Korra, who was frantically calling my name. Her words disappeared in the solemn emptiness within me, lost before I had a chance to truly hear them.
