Someone in Thorne brought me a fragment they found, in the wreckage. A part of the bomb.

[Because that’s what it was. A bomb, a weapon. Crafted based on his own theory of the arcana symbols as instructions for ambient magical energy, turned towards destructive ends.

Viktor’s voice is low, as if he expects to be overheard.]

The arcana symbols inscribed in the metal…the energy that emanated from the device…I recognize it.