Another Crack in the Seal
'Karma?' Cerlius thought. 'Rules? Those ideas make the world sound like a fair place. What a bunch of bullshit. Fucking Human.' A black thread appeared and disappeared, and a crack rang out. The little strength he had left quickly decreased, and he felt something snap inside of him.
It wasn't painful but something was gone. He felt numb to it, all the stress and worry. He stepped outside of himself and looked at all these adults, these children pulling him into their stupid game, and only shook his head. "Head Mage, I have told you what happened. Would you prefer if there was a truth orb present?"
Lance pulled the artifact in question out of his spatial ring but the Head Mage waved for him to put it away. "There was no arrow in your room, only a crack in the stone window frame. Your story implies that an arrow fell out of solid stone. Or will you insist that you passed out immediately?"