It’s a heart-wrenching experience. Llandrys’ cries of pain are both very human and very primal, and just melodic enough that Vonsim can feel the sound pierce him to his core whenever the poor mer starts to wail. At the same time, the harmonization and tonal magic here far surpass what he experienced at the forge. Even just providing support to the overarching tone, he can feel himself in tune with Llandrys, can faintly feel the beating of his heart at a distance.

By the time the procedure is done, the Acolyte has quieted down considerably, and seems to be drifting off to sleep.