(11 damage) A surge of MES floods Melora as the two make contact.
Melora has a vision:
Sunrise hits the distant rust desert, it is an almost idyllic looking day, though there's a sense of dread about another day on the factory floor. There is a flash, and suddenly it sounds like the entire world is screaming
There is fire, everywhere. People run, screaming, others flail on the ground, doused in it, unable to put it out. A hysterically laughing figure, floating, projects fire from each hand, indiscriminatley immoliating the entire corridor before turning the flames on himself. He dies cackling
The boy looks down at his own arms and hands, blistering from the heat. Body after body, he passes it, attempting a healing touch before the MES flood hits him too. Flesh soughs from bone under his touch, bones break, organs putriefy. The world goes black