Aldanith slowly started to fade out back into his normal, visible self, as the protection of the shadows was no longer needed. The relic was close, he could feel it, all the voices inside his head were chanting and screaming, and he felt the energy, radiating from something so powerful, in the very air around himself. He could hear it, he could see it, he could breathe it...
"It's close. Find it, grab it, I cover your back and kill whatever gets near." he hissed, moving through the shadows near the walls. His black armour still seemed to create dark mist, which, as if oozing from the metal, partly hid him.