@fantasy-driven continued from HERE!
Felassan's violet eyes went wide briefly when he heard the Inquisitor say he would risk his life to stop Corypheus before the smile returned to his face. That was...unexpected, but at least it was good to see he would fix this problem no matter what it took. Although, this wasn't exactly Inquisitor Lavellan's mess to clean up. At least he wasn't the one responsible for having caused it.
"I know Solas has already looked upon the anchor, but may I? I want to see if there is anything I can do that he hasn't." The ancient elf reached out for his hand, glancing upon the glowing green mark. It was just as he feared...the reason Solas couldn't do anything else was because it had already become one with Hellathen. "Ah...I see. It's now a part of you. But maybe...it could still be useful besides in closing rifts."
Oh, he knew Solas would be giving him some choice words tonight for this. Maybe even try to bite his head off again, but it wasn't as if he didn't think he wouldn't rebel. They had spent a millennia leading a rebellion together, after all.
He couldn't help chuckling at his question about having a powerful spell. "If I were in your position, Inquisitor, I'd go after him with everything you've got. You said he was carrying an elven orb of sorts, right? If I didn't know any better, I'd say that's his main source of power besides his archdemon. If you cut all that off, then he's bound to be taken down for good." He pauses, giving a smirk. "But what do I know? All I can do is offer my guidance."