Following the Elderbrain's collision with Chionthar, the liberation from the mindflayer's grip filled everyone with joy, yet your elation gave way to a chilling realization as Astarion's flesh smoldered in the unforgiving sunlight, his voice trembling with panic, "It was nice while it lasted," he said, his exposed arms crisping, "I-I must go!" he cried out in a desperate rush, his eyes turned glossy.