(310) Soul Transfer
"Larz," Geth smiled and looked up at the Elf, "How would you like to become whole again?"
Larz jerked his head up, his control over his magic faltering for a brief moment. The bubble surrounding the coffin flickered, only just managing to solidify before the phylactery hit the ground.
"W-What did you say?" He asked.
Geth stopped smiling, "I asked if you would like to become whole."
"No offense, My Lord," Larz frowned. "But that isn't something you should joke about. It's already a miracle that the Formation..."
The Elf stopped talking. His body convulsed as if a surge of electricity had passed through him.
"That's enough, Larz," Geth told him. "You don't have to explain anything to me. I just need an answer."
The Mana had obviously caused this. Some type of contract must have been implanted in the Formation to keep its 'employees' from revealing their knowledge.