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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Isida Kep'Tukari" data-source="post: 6282915" data-attributes="member: 4441">Duncan crashes down upon the handle with all his weight and strength, and the handle moves with a loud grinding sound.  Metal plates suddenly swing into place just below the ring of crystals, cutting off the Wellspring as well as the source of light.  The room plunges into near-total darkness and silence, the only light some spilling down from above, and some from the crystals around the former spring.  The Originator stays still as Xaion cuts the bonds on its hands, and remains still, sitting against the wall where it had been propped.Up above, Antor can see the abhumans going from running to crawling desperately, wailing as suddenly the rock-rimmed spring stops its flow.  The river of fluid begins to run dry almost immediately.  The abhumans slither down the staircase, clawed hands or stinging tails helping to pull themselves along.  They seem to become more and more distressed the further they go down the staircase, as if their very breath pains them.In the lower chamber, a few abhumans ooze into view, hauling themselves down the staircase of their bellies, their eyes focused on one thing and one thing only - the lever.  They ignore the group, even ignore the Originator, and seem to be ready to crawl across the floor, an inch at a time if necessary, to reach it.The Originator lurches it its knees and reaches out a hand towards the ring of crystals, drawing another wail of pain from the crawling abhumans.</blockquote>

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