When Felix reaches into his bag the runes begin to light and dim like bated breath, rhythmic, curious, eager, and growing in intensity as the offering comes closer and closer to its reveal. And then – ah! – there it is! What an incredible source of power, pungent with foreign magics and yet there's no mistaking what it is. A bloated soul just begging to be fed to a pair of runeblades. They want it – oh, how they want it!

Felix.

You know what you need to do, Felix.

Grab the blades. Break the shard. Grab the blades. Break the shard. Grab the blades. Break the shard. Grab the blades, Felix. Break the shard, Felix. Grab the blades, Felix! Break the shard, Felix! Grab the blades, Felix! Break the shard, Felix!
Felix! Felix! Felix! FELIX!