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It would seem obvious to her now that she wasn't the only one who would fall into the temptation of guilt. She could see it, feel it wafting off them in vapors that tickled her skin.

The wingweaver would give a little nod to Prinz's words but looked betwene him and Zife before she replied. " you mustn't hold guilt over his passing... I know this for certain, he'd not want you to be burdened with an unessessary shame that could cloud your resolve to survive. We must focus on defeating the order and Asmodeus," she looked down into Maki's face as well, " Turn you're sorrow and grief into power, and steel your drive to see this through tot he end. Is all he'd ask. And now I have comfort in the fact that death is nothing to be feared."

It was strange how serene Thrais seemed ot be acting, and she turned towards the spheres that remained scattered about them. Containing their friends and comrads.

"Break free soon my friends..." she whispered.

Ryo opened his eyes to see the dark skies.After the orb had explode he seemed to have flown to the opposite side of the island.Ryo moaned as he helped himself onto his feet."Ouch,that...hurt."Ryo said rubbing his sides.He checked his chest to see if the cut on his body was true.Nothing.Ryo gave a sigh of relief."Good thing that wasn't real.Ryo took one step and teleported.By now Ryo had figured who had said goodbye:Gabriel.Ryo was now sitting on the shed next to the small pond and waterfall."Yo!I'm over here if you guys are wondering!"Ryo yelled to the others.

vice stands and growls as he draws his swords "who cares about those keys, I say we destroy those order fools!" he yells, his teeth showing as he pants heavily from anger "I want revenge for what they did to Gabriel and what their kind did to my family!" he says, the winds circling his blades as the muscles in his arms tighten and his arms begin to tremble

Orphen and zwel met with an unrelenting fury that shook the very foundation of the earth. Showers of sparks flew everywhere s zwels hand blades met with orphens spear.


"How does it feel to be second rate still, orphen my boy?" Zwel grinned.

"Second rate? According to who?" Orpehn replied back as he continued to attack his electric foe.


*rix's cloud*


"So...the ice queen does have a bit of spark in her. This should be fun* zwel said as he licked his lips and charged.

"Sorry zwel, but I've learned some new tricks!" Orpehn cried out, and summoned a stalagmite from the ground, impaling Zwel in between his legs and jamming upward. "Ii need to finish this. My friends need me. You understand." Orphen said as Zwels body negan to dissolve, his heart eventually making his way back to Orphens body.

The cloud began to dissappear from around Orphen. He stood there, hovering in the air, right above and behind the Chasers.


*Rix's cloud*

"GGRRRRRAAAAAAAHHHHH! WHY YOUUUUU LITTTTLLLEEEE" zwel cried out as Rix's blade connect with his body. He suddenly began to feel very cold. "You are tougher than you loooookkkkkkk...but can you endure THIS?" he summoned vines from the ground and begna to wrap thwem around rix's body.

*grrrrrraaaaaahhhhhhhh!" zwel cried as he began to disappear. He got on his knees and began to pant, finally falling over and began to breathe no more.

Syric glanced over his shoulder, out the only window in the comfortable bedroom.
The sun was rising.
He could feel the warmth on the back of his neck.

How excited was he to see Elle's eyes sparkle in the morning light!

The large blond nudged Elle's petite sleeping body lightly. She rolled onto her back in response, coyly playing hard to get. Syric smiled so much his face hurt. He felt warm, a peculiar feeling to the empty ex-assassin.
"It's time to get up, Elle." Syric whispered softly, "C'mon, I'll make breakfast."

The pink-haired girl made a sleepy murmur and rolled away from the powerfully built man. He chuckled lightly, nudging her again.
This time she rolled to face him, her eyes catching the warm glow of the rising sun.

How her eyes sparkled! How beautiful she was!

Syric couldn't look away from beautiful Elle.
A bird flew in front of the sun, casting a shadow on Elle's beautiful smile.

For that instant, Syric could see Nikki's face, not Elle's. The hollow eyes, expressionless and full of silent accusation.

Syric's heart plummeted. Elle had turned into Nikki. She sat there, not moving, only staring at Syric.

Elle, Syric's beloved, had turned into Nikki, a reminder of Syric's worst mistake.

Syric wanted to tear his mangled, ever-beating heart from his strong chest and smash it, destroy it.

The scene crumbled, like an old piece of parchment, leaving Syric alone in utter darkness. Nikki's gaze was burnt into the ex-assassin's mind, no matter how many times the powerful man smashed his fist into his head.
He quickly ran out of steam and just sat there in the darkness, weeping. This strong, seasoned killer, who had endured hardships beyond imagination, was weeping like a lonely child.

That ended, too, leaving Syric to lie in the silent darkness.

*****

One of the globes on the beach began to peel, to flake away.
Out dropped the powerful Syric Irash.

He landed on his side, facing away from the Chasers. He didn't move, all he did was stare off into the distance.

The wingweaver was right on it. Dashing along side Maki who lea dhe rby the hand, the red head would soon drop to her knees beside Syric, and gently turn him over.
Resting his head in her lap, she switchec vision and began to assess what the sitution was with him. She noticed a clustering tangle around the network of his mind, and his heart had suffered extreme trauma. the threads that manifested it, looked frayed and worn like they've been pulled and pounded on.

Whatever had happened in that sphere had done some serious damage to him on the inside.
" This isn't going to be easy... Syric has suffered great mental and emotional trauma while inside. Both his mind and heart have ravaged threads... it will take some time to re-weave them...
I must also be careful not to connect to them as well.. or it might cause even greaterharm. Please cover me.."

She asked looking up at Maki for a moment, her deep red eyes shimmering with that faint golden glow that signaled her shifted vision. She see right into Maki. Who also bore similar wear and tear on her heart.. but she wasn't as far gone as Syric. Maki's heart and midn was reparing itself with extreme gusto.

Once again the girl amazed the wingweaver.