A rainbow of death blasted out from the chest. A sickly green ray struck Whisper full in the chest, knocking her down. Crippling pain seized her insides and she writhed on the ground for a moment. I'm dead, I am so dead, she thought as the pain wracked her body. Seconds later, she was utterly surprised to find herself still alive, although greatly wounded. Taking a deep breath, she pushed herself up off the ground and took a deep breath. "Sorry about that folks, but don't worry, I'm ali..." she started to say before spotting the frozen statute that was once Siljar. "Not the mage!" she croaked.
In response to Nearis, she replied, "Well, I warned everyone to leave the room while I was working on the chests. Not my fault if people don't take good advice."