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"and why you need to be the third to make a seal...you're within her always, Roua was sealed by Illomeania and Set was powerful enough to banish him but only but attacking him directly...I'm not saying we should banish him from her form cause we all know the possible outcomes of that, but if we lock him away the three of us are powerfull enough as one to do so for the rest of this life time." he said with all certainty releived that Matachi wasn't fighting him anymore.

"Not unless he wants to share these" Sek chuckled as he fastened the last foot. Katherine was now fastened to the bed and Sekain span the key on his finger as the shaskels tightened up a bit but were loose enough not to mark her, they began to glow read as the magic within them began to weld the metal and fuse it shut. Sekain turned to Matachi then Set then back to the shackles "We're done here" he smiled as he put the key in his pocket for the time being.

Set felt a painful, sharp strike upon his jaw. This pain is strong enough to make his brain jog about in his skull, nearly knocking him unconsciousness. It was Jack's chain which he had whipped aside in an unseen swipe. That chain would sway at his side now, its rotation beginning faster and faster until it whined loudly with the slight, skillful movements of his wrist. He would remain standing where he is, that gaze now shifting slowly aside towards Sekain as though he has all the time in the world. It was felt then, his smallest of smiles forming and that killing intent is felt. It was cold, heavy, and claustrophobic, as though the room were filling with cold scrap metal.

Matachi would take a seat next to the bed sighing abit as he did bringing a hand to his face

((sorry was cooking))

It was funny really. He did not look very old, perhaps in his early thirties. But he did not have age, it was simply uncountable. Yet titles such as 'boy' and 'man', even 'old man' and 'son'. He has heard them all, it pleased him perhaps, to think that people could place them in the same category as they themselves. Sekain's power.. well.. Jack did not recognize such a thing, there was no 'power'.. or 'force of nature' coming from Jack. Just plain old killing intent. If Sekain wanted power, he would give it, if the man wanted to be torn to bits, he would do that as well. But no.. Jack simply remains where he is, that small smile growing a bit more before it forms a sneering grin upon the left side of his face and he chuckles darkly. This was fun to him, nothing more. He would whip the chain about, grasping Set's ankle with it as he is currently incapacitated. He would then make his way out the door, dragging his prey with him upon the stone floor covered in uncomfortable rug, uncomfortable if your face is being dragged upon it.

( Canada.. your hair.. it's.. mind bottling... @__@ )

( Woah, hold on a sec.. You mean your friend has eighties hair band hair, headband and all? Cause that'd be amazing. )