"Swear it on Valtak's name." Lith said.
Quashol blushed at the request, not liking to be caught red-handed.
"I would never stoop so low to try and steal the secrets of a Hatchling like you, Verhen." He lied through his teeth. "Now stand still."
A brief examination with Eternal Winter confirmed that Lith's core was indeed bright violet and depleted at that. His life force was still cracked and his body battered beyond belief.
According to Quashol's readings, the Tiamat should have been unconscious.
"I stand corrected. Verhen was telling the truth. There is no alteration in his life force that can explain what we have witnessed." The Elder Wyrm didn't like apologizing but the Tiamat's determination had earned his respect.
"What about the spell? The one that made Silverwing's Annihilation look like a joke?" Orion asked.