Wyndfere awakes on the floor of the library, sprawled out, head throbbing. The Libram of Elements sits wide open next to him. He sits up and rubs his head while exclaiming, "What in the name of Istensia was that?!"
He scans the area around him for something but then: "It's gone! The tome is gone!" He tries to push himself up but fails from a feeling of weakness upon him. "Gods, get up." Still he is unable to stand. "I have to talk to Fancy..." But then he gives up and continues to lie on the ground.
Wyndfere exhales deeply, "Oh, well..." He grabs the Libram of Elements and flips to a random page and reads the heading: "How to control your spells? That's boring." He flips the page, "Make Your Prime Punch. Now that's more like it."