Her eyes, the swirling voids, seemed to deepen as she spoke, the weight of millennia reflected in their endless darkness.
The sorrow in her voice was palpable, resonating through the vast emptiness around them. "[Every moment of their existence, they have battled against this insidious force that I was powerless to counteract while I lay dormant. My own children, struggling and suffering because of my wound, inflicted by that vile weapon of the Abyss. My power, my essence, has been tainted, and my consciousness locked and froze by myself to fight the pain while I relied on my body's natural recovery abilities, though… not like that did much it would seem. I could do nothing but watch in fragmented dreams as the corruption spread, helpless to aid them in their plight while I slept.]"
