[The first thing she might notice when she taps into that well of power is that it doesn't seem to bottom out. This isn't Avalon's doing. Darin really wasn't joking when he said he was a reincarnated god; the level of power that should normally be at his fingertips is...]
[Well, it's alarming.]
[People shouldn't have this much power, especially when they lack focus and control. The reason for Darin losing himself so quickly to the fusion is becoming apparent. All of this had to go somewhere.]
[The second thing she might find? Maybe siphoning off that much power is not a good idea. His body is barely holding together as it is. In fact, its the healing magic that's keeping him alive right now. Every fiber of his being is getting broken down and rebuilt just to keep this well of power contained. If she starts siphoning off his healing...well...]
[She can see the repercussions already. She can hear his bones cracking under his own weight, mass, and strength. And that, in turn, causes him to cry out in pain even more.]
[Blood magic it is, then. But even doing that has unexpected consequences. Since blood magic users can transfer memories through their blood, she's got a front row seat to his mind. And it's...]
[...It's sad.]
[She sees what he saw before his transformation; Camelot as he believed it to be. Burned to the ground like the city she witnessed him fighting his brother in in his dream. But this time, she'll see the faces of the dead. Familiar faces; faces of people he had come to know and care for.]
[She'll see her face.]
[He hits the ground hard, his body spasming unnaturally as she siphons power from him. He begins to thrash wildly, rolling around, slamming into structures and walls. And if she's dislodged enough to get a look at his face, she'll find it contorted in pain.]
[And clear streaks running down his bloody and dirty cheeks.]
Re: warning: ow
[Well, it's alarming.]
[People shouldn't have this much power, especially when they lack focus and control. The reason for Darin losing himself so quickly to the fusion is becoming apparent. All of this had to go somewhere.]
[The second thing she might find? Maybe siphoning off that much power is not a good idea. His body is barely holding together as it is. In fact, its the healing magic that's keeping him alive right now. Every fiber of his being is getting broken down and rebuilt just to keep this well of power contained. If she starts siphoning off his healing...well...]
[She can see the repercussions already. She can hear his bones cracking under his own weight, mass, and strength. And that, in turn, causes him to cry out in pain even more.]
[Blood magic it is, then. But even doing that has unexpected consequences. Since blood magic users can transfer memories through their blood, she's got a front row seat to his mind. And it's...]
[...It's sad.]
[She sees what he saw before his transformation; Camelot as he believed it to be. Burned to the ground like the city she witnessed him fighting his brother in in his dream. But this time, she'll see the faces of the dead. Familiar faces; faces of people he had come to know and care for.]
[She'll see her face.]
[He hits the ground hard, his body spasming unnaturally as she siphons power from him. He begins to thrash wildly, rolling around, slamming into structures and walls. And if she's dislodged enough to get a look at his face, she'll find it contorted in pain.]
[And clear streaks running down his bloody and dirty cheeks.]