[@Andromedai] The explosion was loud. Very loud. Not nearly enough distance had been put between himself and the exploding tower as Eantus holy infused sword struck his grenades. It had been frantic in the fiery climax of the towers final moments, only sheer luck had stopped any serious damage from befalling him, having thrown his blades in front of him. A large stone had ripped through his shoulder painfully, another had struck his helmet hard and evidently knocked him out cold. The memories came back to him in a rush as the Warden glanced him over for serious injuries. With a groan, Thalion leaned up and coughed the dust out of his mouth and throat before mumbling to the warden. "Bad.. pun.." Thalion took his hip flask off and took a long draw from it, the crimson vial concoction. It burned horribly as it went down, but the burning sensation in his shoulder confirmed that it had indeed been struck. Letting out a hissing sigh as he replaced the bottle on his belt, he glanced around the area. "Don't tell me I'm the only one injured.."