It took a long time - to long, before Lalna was able to recover from hitting his head and realize that because he wasn't moving, he was still alive. And the moment he moved, he started to drown.
He threw some clay towards the capstone, shutting off the water source and emptying the cave. All the torches were washed off the walls, plunging him into darkness. He rolled on his side, coughing and expelling his lungs of water.
He heard a girl coughing off to his right, gasping.
"Zoey?" Lalna called out, hoarse.
A flash of heat exploded in front of him, and it took him a moment to realize she'd tackled him.
Lalna pushed her off, struggling not to let the worse side of him take over. Her golden eyes glowed with flames in the darkness. Lalna felt his back rush with heat, and he was glad his expression was hidden in the shadows.
"Don't thank me, now that I saved your life," Lalna snapped.
There was a sigh, then a wave of droplets of water hit Lalna's face. Zoey'd flicked her hair at him.
"Where's Rythian?" she said, her voice suddenly afraid.
Lalna dug into his pockets, placing a single Redstone torch down.
He almost wished he was able to break it down again.
What was left of Rythian shuddered and clawed at the ground, making retching noises and small Enderman sounds.
There was no more human in him, that was obvious. Dark swirls, scaly ink-colored flesh covered every inch of his body. His eyes, glowing violet and emitting liquid insanity send chills down Lalna's spine.
Taller than a normal Enderman, about five blocks tall, a humanoid figure, each borderline of flesh outline with a violet streak.
Zoey fell to her knees, unbelievable pain in her eyes. Lalna wished he could do anything to stop that image from burning itself in his mind. Anything to stop the horrible, broken scream that followed.