One of bodies that failed to capture the waters began to move, coughing and blooming with eyes. It shambled to life and walked out of the cave of the water single handedly. It was attacked by several creatures but due to it's ailment, things that touched it became flowered with eyes. Upon Nhaulik's return to the cave, the new corpses gave it a chill. Something like this could only be from the waters, yet it wasn't there to stop it. The Flowering One made it's way to the surface, begging anything for death. Just then, when he tended to his severe wounds he suddenly stood up from shambling around, new vigor entering his crooked frame. He thought to himself: "No... I mustn't die here... Someone must learn this power."
...And so he set off.