The cerimony was nearly over, and Raphael was swaeating rain drops now. The beams of energy finaly stopped as well and Raphael dropped the scythe next to him. There was a large gapping hole in the very center of the room, yet the transmutation symbol kept it's shape and only molded with the broken and destroyed ground. Raphael sat down int he very center of the circle and picked the scythe up and laid it in his lap. He pressed the very center of it, and it changed into a small dagger.
He picked it up and slashed his left and right arms, letting the blood seep out. He then did the same to his legs and then drew a small cicrle on his chest. He placed his hands there, and then his cuts and all the blood started to glow. The blood dissapated, and the cuts healed completly, leaving no scars what so ever. His eyes turned white and his wings shined brightly. A newly formed field glowed around him, and everything was lit. Raphael was consumed in the light field
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