[Diluc nods. Then he lifts his fingers. His magic roses around him, pulled tight like a cloak. Ice forms on his hair and face in uneven patches. He matches it to how he had looked when leaning further into corruption. He pulls his magic about him like a cloak.

Icy horns curl up out of his hair. The ice turns solid black. He looks like someone suffering corruption and on the verge of beasthood. It’s just an overlay. Very, very thin ice but it is meant to give a visual.]

My memories of it are foggy. It was right after I emerged from the sea. They didn’t have any badges. Their clothes were battered and mangled.

All of them were corrupted and nearing beasthood. For reference, this is a warning sign for you about myself. If I start looking more and more draconic, you should be wary. I am corrupted and getting worse.

I suspect I will be something truly terrible if I fall. I promise I will do all I can to avoid it.