Essek is silent for a long moment, seeming like he might not answer - and he almost doesn't, not wanting to relive any of it. After compartmentalizing all of that trauma, he really didn't want to revisit it, but it was already on his mind again, already clawing at the walls.

Perhaps it was too late now anyway.

"It captured us and tortured us saying it would make us experience what it had, a taste. The experience of losing--" he closes his eyes and shakes his head, his hand coming up to cover his eyes.

"It said something about us trying to sentence it to the fate of the void. That is what it gave us a taste of."