Ah, but this isn't about him. He turns his gaze away, pacing back out and pausing to take in the sunset.

"You should stay as far away from that water as possible. It wasn't even at full strength, it was weak. The cracks it flowed out of in the arena... that was a far more potent source."

His fingers flexing and curl by his side, uneasy. There's so much of it, too. Titans. What would happen if the full force of it tried to take Anduin's form, or his?