The murmurs where actually resemblence of some technique or skill.
He dered not rush into practice it, rather become even more wary.
Staring in the void above him, Musk was contemplating his next move. He was sure that the murmurs where not just trying to corrupt his mind, rather some kind of information was being transmitted.
Sitting there he focused on the specific murmurs and without even realizing it, small black rune like characters started to take form above his head.
The more characters formed the clearer the whispers and murmurs become at this moment Musk was even bleeding from the eyes and ears, but he seemed to persist as a strange smile appeared on his lips.
One would assume he had turned into a madman, but he didn't seem to be giving in at all. As for what was truly going on, only he would be able to tell.
Was time went by, his expression finally realaxed,but the pattern above his head started to disintegrate.