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The man, walking away on a grassy field, felt his link to the elemental change. Something was wrong with her.

"Oh my Holy Light, she's in trouble.'

He began to run back, his slightly heavy bag a burden on his shoulders.
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The Light elemental felt unbalanced. Her body was being forced back into her original state. She smacked into something. She suddenly untangled, her ball-like form was released, and she was trapped. Whatever it was, it was absorbing her, like the Water Spirit. She knew she didn't want that to happen. She began to form herself up again, now having control over her body, but without noticing that some of her was now inside the object. She didn't know the concunquence of forming in another non-elemental being...
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The man slid into the warehouse, not caring if he was seen or not. He saw the third elemental, and reconized Undine. But after looking past her, he saw a man, shrouded in Light. He knew what must be done, before the man lost his life.

"By my shinning light, I realease your bond from this world, now return to your slumber, my kind Spirit"

He took out a small knife, black handle, and cut a small rip on the tip of his right indext finger, and let a small drop fall to the ground.
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She felt the words course though her, leaving her in a state of calm. She didn't try to shift into anything, but relaxed as it took hold of her link. Then she felt the blood hit the ground, and sudden;y she knew her time was up. She slowly dissipated, into a familiar blackness.

JJax lies on his back, watching the scene while slipping in and out of consiousness... His sword lies near his right hand and he still lies in his "Crater" in the ground...watching the scene in pain...

((I'm not quite sure how to do so. Kaddie hasn't done anything with Undine, and I'm still trying to figure out how I'm going to do what I had planned before.))

((Hell, I'm just gonna have to think up something stupid to free this topic. Sorry, Mekryd.))

((I'm going to assume some things, so here goes nothing.))

As Libram held the crystal acorn in his hand, he could feel it resonating with the vial. It seemed their powers may be similar.

Hell, it's worth a shot. "Spera, throw me over there, now!"

Spera's power suddenly shot out and picked the man up almost immediately. He found himself flying toward his Spirit while it was busy sparring with Undine. As he came closer, the vial started to glow, and the acorn acted as a mirror.

"All right, big guy, it's time I finally calmed you down."

With what little power over space he had, he managed to momentarily shift gravity just enough to send himself flying into the Spirit. Much to his surprise, he landed on it instead of sinking. Not wanting to waste any time, he held his hand against the Spirit's back and once again tried to regain control. At first, it seemed to be working. The Spirit stopped attacking and slowly let itself fall back down to earth.

"Perfect!"

Then the water suddenly shot up all around him. Within no time at all, he was consumed and found himself floating within his summon. Whatever power he had vanished as he tried to create a pocket of air to keep from drowning.

No...

Libram floated until his lungs started to scream for air. Anyone could see him and know that he was in serious trouble. He could barely make out anything from his vantage point, but he knew Spera would worry the most. He knew she would do anything to free him from his prison. He knew she would even sacrifice herself.

NO!

He wasn't going to let her throw herself into danger like that. He wouldn't let his power consume him and attack her the minute she tried to do something. The vial in his hand suddenly reacted to his thoughts. It sent a small wave throughout the Spirit that stopped it from attacking anything else. The acorn mirrored the vial and sent another wave that kept the Spirit from moving anymore. The both reacted at once and sent a massive wave through the summon that made it almost shatter back into the river that formed it. Then it started to shrink. The water that composed the Spirit started to rush into Libram as he sat there focusing everything he had onto the small items he held. Once it was done, he had absorbed the Spirit.

He stood on solid ground for a second. His breath seemed rather forced as he panted while still clutching the magical items. A blue light started to shine throughout him, but he clenched his teeth and willed it to subside. His hair changed color for just an instant, from brown to black then back to brown. As he stood there he could feel something within him howling for freedom. Its cry sent a shiver down his spine, and he forced it into the deepest pit he could find. When the howling finally died away, he collapsed to one knee and almost passed out.

"That...was unexpected..."

Mekryd smiles widely, letting the magic wash over him. It seems that Libram figured out the Acorn's suppressive properties without any help from him. At most, Mekryd had figured that he would just use its ultra-dense crystal like a bullet, or something to that effect. But this way was non-lethal and did not require the acorn to ricochet around and through the spirit several times. In that way, it was better.

He glances around at the damages caused. Considering what beings had just run around inside, they were very light. Out of the corner of his eye, he sees Jax, lying there pitifully. He walks up to Jax, and holds his hand over him. "...Heal."

A small bit of green magick sparks from Mekryd's hand, and begins to dance around Jax's wounds. It stops and just vibrates in place when it finds cuts and scrapes, letting smaller sparks shake off, and renew lost tissue.

Mekryd turns away, and looks at Libram, examining him thoroughly. Something about his life's magick didn't seem normal to Mekryd, but he shrugged it off. "Too bad I can't heal mental pains with magick..."

JJax sits up, a little sore but thats it...

"Don't worry, It's been a while since I've had a fight like that...I should thank you...and besides, it was a lot of fun sparring with you..."

JJax thinks about the events before the dragon, the innocent sparring...and wonders how it turned to this...

JJax feels around him for his sword...but realizes that it is out of his grasp...he holds out his hand and the blade flies into it...he then sticks the point of the sword into the ground and uses it as a crutch to stand up...

"Oh and by the way...thanks for the Heal Mekryd...I thought i was a goner for a second..."

JJax smiles at the two of them...