The moment Estraeah's outstretched hand brushes the crystal, a pulse of energy reverberates through her body. The crystal is searing hot, but the heat does not seem to bother her. It feels comfortable in her hand, perfect. When her eyes flit over, she sees that Klaus has also went for one of the red crystals.
Before she loses consciousness, she smells the faintest hint of smoke on the air. It is comforting, like the burning of logs on a winter fire. She does not feel herself hit the ground.