Having taken a brief moment to regain his composure, Strange keeps going as well. "It was a chill, of all things," he bitterly responded. "She had to go out one evening, fell ill, and got worse from there."

He laughs, a short, harsh laugh. "I tried healing remedies, of course. I tried every spell at my disposal. But in the end, none of them kept her alive. Can you believe that? One of the greatest mages the Circle's ever produced and I can't do anything about a damn cold!"