You wake, dazed, on a desolate shore. Miraculously, you are unharmed. Around you, the beach is littered with the remnants of the mind flayer's ship — bodies strewn across the sand, debris scattered by the crash. As you scan the wreckage, your eyes fall upon Shadowheart, lying nearby. The woman you saved, who stood by you against imps, mind flayers, and demons as the ship tore through Avernus. She lies still, her right hand clutching the strange artifact she took aboard the Nautiloid. You decide to approach her.