Elendirill saw Mari approach the stone, like she was in trance. The voices seemed to come from the place she was standing now. Elendirill felt a bit more comfortable himself, but he could see Mari was in trouble ...
The protective globe was still there, although it was weak, so he tried to pull Mari away from the stone, but ... she seemed stuck! All in the sudden Elendirill had the feeling his life had been nothing but a path, only to lead him to this moment.
He had heard stories from the Elders, some of the Great Elves from the past have done but one deed in their life, and it was because of the one thing they did, that the entire elven society was saved from certain doom. It had always seemed simple when he was young ... they didn't have to fight hordes of monsters, or they didn't have to study the ancient lore ... they just had to do ... one ... thing.
Elendirill didn't know what he was doing, but it seemed right, he put his hands on Mari's shoulders, trying to concentrate on the globe around them. It's magick existed on it's own, so Elendirill might use this power to get Mari away from whatever she was facing in that altar ...
Elendirill concentrated ...
