"Please. I am far from your - " He breathes in again, sharply jerking his arm away from Gen's touch. Why does it feel like his energy is far beyond spent?

It's then that Emet-Selch notices small flecks of ash begin to drift through the air in front of them, and with it a few smoldering embers. None too far behind is the smell of smoke coming from somewhere nearby.

He blinks and looks up. What is that?