As you call forth Lethoriel and command him to free himself, the crown crumbles in your hands, and light seems

As you call forth Lethoriel and command him to free himself, the crown crumbles in your hands, and light seems to fade from the forest. The ghost appears above you, twitching and writhing, expression flickering between beatific and savage. Ghostly howls shriek through the trees. Salim looks over to you, eyes wide. "He's been a ghost too long — the backlash from the magic is tearing his personality apart! You're the master — only you can affect him. Quick, link your mind with his and lend him your willpower!"