in the lowest of places

Merilin stared at the stranger, shrugging. I'm just doing what I'm told. And without another word, Merilin does a quick spell on himself; yanking the shard within his body out.

This is performed on Anders, as well. It's painless, or it was for Merilin. For Anders, if he resisted he'd feel burning pain as if he were on fire. Elgar'nan didn't want to stay; he wanted to use them to get what he was after. Which was to be made whole again.

The shards glimmered in the dank space, dancing around one another as Merilin held the levitating pieces of soul in each hand.

And he brought his hands together. The force of the shards meeting and combining would cause the earth under their feet to tremble and shake. The two men would find themselves knocked backwards and briefly blinded by a bright light.