The colonel floats in a blackness he has visited before. This time he see swirls, grey tendrils reaching for him. It's cool, no, cold. But there is no light. No Lightning.
Claws in his collarbones grab him, and pull, towards an unknown destination. He's suddenly terrified as he is jerked suddenly and torn headlong...
...back to the giant's steading. Light again, as the Colonel opens his eyes, as feels his smashed collarbones knittingthemselves together, thanks to Kahru's magic.
He does not sit up immediately, but listens. It's quieter than it was a few seconds ago.
"Did we lose anyone?" is the first question asked when his eyes can focus once again. This is followed quickly by "Thank you."