[It feels like everything freezes. His panic, the desperate atmosphere, his voice in his throat- this is good. This is something. Kravitz clings to it, hoping the universe will just grant him this one thing.]

I think... I suspect the gods. [No-] Liches. [He practically spits the word, expression softening again the moment he looks back to Taako.]

They mean to cause you- and others, I would wager- distress, to feed themselves. I know it's not easy to fight, I... but you can trust me. I can stay with you, until it passes.