After weeks of struggling to rid themselves of the illithids that had infected the parties' minds, they finally stood against Gortash, the man who had destroyed Karlach's life, and held the nether stone that controlled the elder brain.

She had believed him, and he had sold her to Zariel, who had literally stolen her heart.

Dammon had managed to quell her flames enough to allow her to touch him, but it was not enough to quell the burning in her chest. If she did not return to Avernus immediately, she would eventually overheat and die.

But she had chosen freedom, and now, having killed Gortash, she felt... empty.

"So that's it, then? I kill the bastard who ruined my life, and now I crawl into a corner and die."

She was...getting angry.

"Am I fucking missing something?"