Estinien still only vaguely knows the meaning of what a 'concept' is, but he can guess what she means based on context. He exhales in an approximation of a laugh. It really is strange, interacting with her in this context, after all he's seen.

"Aye... one formed of the wishes and faith of a great many. Though, in my day, they were designed to enslave the wills of others... to twist their souls to serve only them."

He shakes his head. So much has changed since the assumption regarding primals was that their thralls must be killed. Here, though, he has no idea what magicks would be available to combat them.

"If such beings exist in this realm, 'twould be a fate for us to fear."