In that instant you roar, hatred overwhelming your mind. Your spirit is completely torn away from your rapidly decaying body, the empty form now crumbling into nothing but empty ash. How had they managed to slip into your realm? Under your ever watchful eye with that which you desired most? Did the heir of Elendil not carry it with him? 'HOW? WHY?!' You could not understand it. The blackened flesh cracks and then flakes away, as you are forcefully torn from the solid world. Your physical form, which you had spent so long regaining, shatters.
The place in which you'd forged it.Īlong with the rings destruction, the greater part of your power, and your only hope for a return to your former glory, disappears in an instant. The circlet of metal and will undone in the fires of Mount Doom. You SCREAM with unfathomable anguish and rage, as the link between your essence and the one ring vanishes.
