*Elewynn heads back outside and sees Jilial crawling towards Horus*
Elewynn: Rest, you need it.
*Her voice is gentle, and with a wave of her hand, the dirt itself ripples, sending Horus to shift towards the grave, where the ground literally rushes to meet him (preventing him from just dropping like a rock). The elf wipes sweat from her brow, because Horus weighs a lot and she's not used to this type of magic*
Elewynn: I can help you bear this burden. But I know it won't be enough.