Kazamir rubbed his leg slightly. "Well... Vladimir got there first, and he lit up the night, driving away a creature," he said slowly, his brow furrowed. "It disappeared before he could get a look, but we both know the feel. It was a creature of dark, dark magic, the type that should never be played with. I came to help Vlad, and Camilla came to help. She did her best, but the darkness hurt her. Then we took you and Chibani to safety. You were very, very sick. Then the master of rings... Felix, yes? He helped you using more dark magic."
He shook his head, clearly troubled. "That cannot be the end of it. Darkness like that, it does not just die when faced with more darkness. I believe he got it out of you, but to where? I do not know."