Kratos set Valdis down gently and then stepped back, crossing his arms and frowning. So the suspension of her mana had been a death, of a kind -- though a process Raine was familiar with, it seemed. That was unnerving.

Ka wasn't something Kratos immediately recognised either, though it sounded like a word he knew from the Triet area in days long past. Either way, it sounded like Valdis wasn't alone in her soul at the best of times, let alone now.

"If the intruder is gone, it's left something behind," he said grimly. "Your mana is usually light and darkness combined -- I'm guessing this Void is the darkness?" He glanced toward Raine for confirmation, more than Valdis, seeing as Raine was more familiar with mana. "It feels demonic, but honestly so. This -- other presence -- seems more like a blight, or a sickness."

Either it had poisoned Valdis in some fashion, or hadn't actually left. Either option was not a good one. Valdis was weakened, but didn't seem ill; but that didn't mean much. Mana corruption wasn't instantaneous.