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Soulscour twitched for a moment before giving her a nice backhand across the face, much stronger than Torment would ever have had the ability without magical assistance, all thanks to his demonic body. He ran his finger along the laceration he had recently created, trying to dig into it and rip the skin away, almost clawing at her skin. He seemed to calm slightly as he placed his hand just over an inch above her heart with the other on her forehead and spoke softly, "So Kalie, do you have any last words before you lose all semblance of yourself?"

The house seemed to shake at it's very foundations as the skies went dark. Sound everywhere seemed to cease as he jerked and pressed his hand firmly to her chest. For a moment nothing seemed to happen but as time crawled on a large gaping hole was blown out of the house as a great red bolt of energy struck Soulscour and began to flow into Kalie, restructuring her mind to switch all instances of Soulscour and Torment. (a rather basic explaination) Her wounds quickly closed as the tendrils of red light wrapped around her and the two were pulled into a standing position. For a few moments blue light seemed to surge out from Kalie and the house itself, but the overpowering tendrils from Soulscour beat them down as a last final quake ran through the area, drastically disrupting the surrounding landscape. Her more recent memories would be nothing but a dream, a dream that that b*****d Torment Nusradai had tried to come between her and Soulscour.

As he supported her he tried to rouse her as if she had been sleeping, "Kalie...Kalie...time to wake up..."

In an instant all the tendrils and red light passed away. Soulscour glanced back towards the hole that was already quickly closing. He supported her head as he leaned in a gave her a kiss to wake her, though not as light as what one would expect to wake smeone up. He spoke softly once more, "You fell asleep on the floor Kalie, time to wake up."

Outside the Eternal Forge, in the distance, seemed to explode, all the sound and tremors from it blocked by some force. The Tanglegrove seemed to age by millenia in some areas while reversing in time by leaps and bounds in others. The Endless Sea froze over as a gigantic ice sheet and the Blasted Wastes seemed to clean themselves and become much like the Razor Fields as great beings, or phantoms of them, seemed to walk across the lands there and a faint outline of a great palace could be seen floating upon the clouds, a new, or old, item, never noticed before. Except for the Razor Fields, the whole of the Elite Plains were over run with a flash of blue light as a scream and a shockwave seemed to be destroying everything, tearing the palace from the sky, drastically alterting the landscape. All of this and those in the house were completely oblivious.

Though it wasn't exactly in his nature, he caressed her face as he ran his other hand through her hair, much like Torment would do, as he had replaced him. The hand that was caressing her face slowly ran down her body as he spoke, "Whats the rush? Its not like we're expecting anybody."

He followed her gaze with his own and noted the blood he had forgotten to clean up. Fool! I've already slipped up! He took her hand in his own and studied the dried blood, "Wha...I was so focused on getting you to wake up and where it seems you had fallen asleep I didn't notice this. Did you cut yourself or fall? No matter, here..." He lightly ran his fingers over the last bit of faded crimson, both from blood and any scarring, seemed to evaporate from her body. He looked back into her eyes as he spoke, smirking, "All better, now that you're 'clean,' what do you say we go upstairs and get dirty?"

He faked one of those really sad facesand whined slightly, "AAW! But I wanna get dirty!" He slowly stood and gave her a light kiss on her head as he gave her a quick hug. As he pulled away he paused, "Just let me know if there's anything I can do. I mean, hell, I can destroy entire cities, rebuild them, and do it all over again effortlessly with my magic," he pasued with a sigh, "but if you want to go lay down you go and do so. Hope you feel better."

As Kalie passed from sight his demeanor changed to the dark and evil beast he truly was. His face twisted back into the same snarling horror it had been as he stalked off to explore the house, pausing as he passed the waist-chain and jewel he had ripped off of Kalie and picking it up. He studied it form a moment as it shifted to be a ball of spines in his hand, piercing straight through his hand with a slight grunt of pain, but enduring. He was beyond mere pain. He crushed it into an amorphous mass of scrap metal as he tossed it across the room and under something so it wasn't seen. He glared at his hand as it healed, "Phase one is completed, the b***h is mine and soon all the rest will begin falling into place..." He moved to a window and glanced out at the tumultous happenings out far and wide, smirking as he knew he played a small part in the destruction of the gods, though these were merely images of the past projected into the present, that had caused him so much pain.