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Jehah was on the same rise as Nycista had warped to, but out of eyesight. He used the snakes magic to heal hinself. He cricked his neck, and sighed. 'Wow he is fast." He laughed, realizing he had almost died. "Im glad I have you Mekah." The snake, perturbed from not getting its mothers staff back, remained quiet.

Smith read the fax "You better." He crumpled up the paper, and tosseed it behind him He squatted next to him "Ill have the boys fix you up extra good eh?" He patted his left cheek. He stood up again, and shaded his eyes. The helicopters to pick up Dom had arrived. "Heres your ride budie" He said down to Dom. he put all his parts to make him lie on his back straight. He put all the parts on top of him "See ya later, I've got work to do." He jumped off the work, checked the time, and was gone

As the wind changed direction to blow from the north Nycista's heightened senses picked up the intruder. She recognized the scent and her hands instantly went for her blades as she leapt to her feet. Sadly for Nycista, her wing had yet to fully heal and a fiery jet of pain jolted though her wing and down her spinal cord. She nearly doubled over as she stifled a cry of pain as she went down to one knee. "Damn" she muttered to herself in frustration.
Still she clutched as her left handed scimitar, incase the need should arise for her to defend herself. She could only hope that the intruder had not found her yet.

After a long while, his red eyes snapped on, he was on a white operating table, droids and humans alike tending, refitting, and reloading him; a large welder going over his chest where he had been gashed by a schimatar. A usb cord stuck from his right temple, and was extracting news while uploading program updates. "Maitenence bot LN-7093A." A small wiry orange droid replied, "Yes, agent Damenuse?"

"Has the computer recieved the image of the assailant?"
The droid knew where he was going and printed out the picture, handing it to him. Damenuse brought it up to look it. "As I remember I still have alot of money left in my old bank account from my-- past life. I want it wired to the government in exchange for weapon and armor upgrades. Next time I meet with this woman in combat, I don't want to fall behind the pace, I want to hold out to the end, and win."

"Sir Damanuse, agent Theadore Smith has already done so. It will take only hours for you to be upgraded. He brought memory expanders as well, sir." A repair droid said in a monotone voice. This robot, simplistic to Damanuse is still far further than public technology.

Smith grinned, and grabbed her wrist, the blade seconds away from cutting his suit. He squat down next to her . He put his head right down next to her ear, and said in a gruff voice "I plan to kill you, and destroy all evidence of your existance. I am now your executioner, as well as deaths messenger, I sure hope you enhoy hell." He stood again, still holding her wrist. Out of nowhere a 'Shunk' could be heard "Oh, that will sting in the morning." smith said in a dry voice. Ice in a sickle shape was straight through him. He let go of nycista, and fell off the cliff. The sickle was part of a wave that went from Jehahs fist. He panted, it was a rather large block of ice he had created from nothing "Leave, now, he has wings." Actually Smith had been too surprised, and now laid unconscious at the bottom of the cliff, twitching. "I should be going too." He stood upright, still breathing hard

Nycista seemed rather stunned about the whole situation as Smith fell over the cliff. There were to many questions to be asked at the moment, yet one held precedent over all others. "Why would you help me?" Nycista asked. Her tone implied that the question was not a product of her sarcasm, but and actual product of her curiosity. Even so her voice retained it's cold tone as she looked at him. Her gaze still giving off the impression that she did not trust him in the least.