Getting Creative (Part 2)

Solus didn't reply to the Chronicler, uncertain about what to do.

'If I heal myself, I can try to escape but I would also waste precious energy and allow the Yggdrasill to torture me again. If I don't, however, there's only so much I can do.' The stone ring was chipped and cracked and her four limbs were still broken.

'Screw it. Without a host, I can't escape. I can't even match a single Chronicler.'

Ma'shol sent a tendril of Spirit Magic to retrieve the ring but Solus stopped it with her own. The Chronicler clicked her tongue in annoyance and bent over to pick up the ring.

She was halfway up after collecting it when Solus had the ring manifest its full weight. The elf fell forward, her hand crushed between the cell's floor and the stone ring.

As the stone ring dug through Ma'shol's flesh Solus activated the Bleed to feed upon the Chronicler's life force and restore her energy reserves.