Mirac himself would not pay too much attention to Sentinel's mind. There was a dull recognition of it. But he was, unfortunately, far too physical of a being, not to mention overly excited. Mirac took no response as permission. The sharp ends of his wrap dug into The Sentinel's arm, a stream of chaotic energy into Sentinel, and blood away from. Sentinel's explanation of threats made perfect sense to Mirac. He especially liked the idea that murder is okay, sometimes.

"Yess," Mirac said. "Threats are BAD. Threats are to KILL! Mirac does not LIKE threats! Mirac shall EXECUTE these threats, so that Mirac may NEAR kill the non threats! Split their SKULLS and sow damnation and DESTRUCTION!" Mirac attempted to tug The Sentinel towards the exit of the Underforge, prepared to kill a 'threat'. "MIRAC AND WIELDER SHOULD ENGAGE IN BATTLE! DESTROY THIS 'THREATS' WHO CHALLENGE OUR MIGHT!"

"MIRAC WILL...will..." Mirac, quite suddenly, began to slow. The adrenaline from the fight was beginning to wane, and the full brunt of five (self-inflicted) burns was beginning to take effect. Mirac never finished his sentence. Unconsciousness had come for Mirac like it always did. Sudden, and with the strength of a 5 ton lead weight.

"When I speak."

When I think.

He had been asking for clarification on what, exactly, Mirac wanted. He did not understand what "link with me" meant, and did not expect it when tendrils shoved into his flesh, and fresh adrenaline rushed him.

He staggered, a snarl briefly, slightly curling his skull-like face. But the sword was... fading? ...Sleeping? and for a moment he did not know what to do with it. He supposed he could return it to the Chaos Forge; undoubtedly the Master would wish to see such a weapon, and maybe it would be useful to them in Draco somehow.

He was about to tell it as much when he realized that it was really, genuinely asleep.

The Sentinel stared, for a time.

He then picked up his halberd in the other hand, and--sword in (on? around?) one hand, halberd in the other, he set back out for Draco. This wasn't what he'd expected to find, here, but it was... interesting, at the very least.