Everyone was left confused. If he lost, shouldn't his Dominion tree be the one erased? Why was he here instead of The Hound?
As they pondered such questions in confusion, Seraphis winced in pain, seemingly hurt from just the memory of what had happened there...
But soon, he spoke, his voice hoarse and faint, yet carrying a tint of urgency...
"I don't have much time... The Hound is imprisoned in my Dominion and won't be able to escape unless I die or he conquers the heavy burden of the throne."
"You have to get everyone out of here quickly... I don't know how long I am going to last."
As the last word left Seraphis' lips, his weary eyes closed at last, falling into a deep slumber... If it wasn't for the recovery totem's potency, that might have been the last time he closed his eyes.
