He was about to leave his manor and issue the orders when he felt a sudden intense pain, similar to the tearing of his soul, a pain he would always recognize, but this was far more intense than the pain he felt when severing his soul into the horcruxes. He understood immediately that it was his soul knitting itself together, those nitwits of the light must have found a way to release his soul to make him mortal, to destroy him. He hissed incoherently as Nagini tried to console her master in his fit of pain.