An earsplitting crack echoed throughout the thin walled room. A bright red line formed across his back where blood coursed through damaged flesh. Another crack resounded throughout the room, pain distorting consciousness. Incantations died on his lips, magic dissipating. A faint whistled of the wind ending abruptly in a wet thud. No pain this time. A cough… a harsh snap... the crunch of bone... More blood on the stone. The impassive voice sounded again. "That's lifeblood, Koth. Fail your training, you fail her. The void isn't far now."