The Chained God. It isn't impossible, but Wrathion does wonder. He's seen this dark water before... seen it where Matthias has been. He's had a hand in this, before, but to what degree? What part does the Chained God play? A pawn in the game? A key piece? A soldier, about to be unleashed, to support this cause? A goal? He frowns in agitation, trying to concentrate, twisting to slice out and catapult the double back again as light arcs over it.

"We should move quickly, before water fills these tunnels or more appear."

That's the last thing they need, more of them swarming. The double struggles back to its feet, weakened. Black water oozes from its injuries, but hate still simmers behind its eyes. It may be close to death, but it will still stop them leaving if it can.