440: Apprehensile
Eni (raising the strange arm): This thing… I feel it! My awareness fills it, making it part of me. But… it is ugly, intolerable!
Such an abomination could not have come from Botaram… But I cannot release it! It is a cruel deceit, a corruption made part of me!
I swore to reach Botaram at all costs. But… This is not fair! Such a price should not be asked!
