On death: A shrieking sound pulses from the core of the falling Virindi as it collapses into its center, and it whispers in your mind, "You may destroy this construct, entity, but there is still strength in our Unity. You and yours have not triumphed, will not triumph." A shrieking sound pulses from the core of the falling Virindi as it collapses into its center, and it whispers in your mind, "The Master is little interested in your kind. Consider yourself spared of our full might... for now."