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The hands returned to their original stone from still grasping a hold of Clover's ankle, when Tramer tried to freeze something that was not actually a real element. "So you attacked traping a commrad," Zant taunted, "Let's make it so your efforts do not go to waste. Just then thousands of stone spears sprouted from the frozen hands and reached upto about the length of Clover's thigh. Their purpose was not to kill but to shred up whoevers legs were touching the ground.

((If there are no posts today when I get back from composition, I will have to institute the two day rule and start dishing out auto hits to who ever is in the vicinity. For now that is Clover since Larien is flying and I don't know where tramer currently is in the dome.))

Tramer’s swords seemed to take control of his arms as the wave of glass like shards headed toward him, traveling effortlessly through the air the swords deflected all the shards that would had made contact with Tramer. Tramer breathed heavily being all but totally exhausted, thou the swords acted on there own they still drew from Tramer’s energy. Tramer gave a exhausted chuckle as he saw the Zant clone creating the dark orb of energy “if Epotheros doesn’t finish the fight soon, he just might as well kill us himself” Tramer mumbled to himself as he started to try and think of a way to fight a being that didn’t really exist, Tramer new the clone was the accumulation of energy so Tramer new disenchant, energy absorption or other similar spells should work on him, thou Tramer didn’t have the energy left for such spells the curse Rachel cast on Larien had drained a huge chunk of Tramer’s energy reserves leaving Tramer barley able to fend off the clone’s attacks much less being able to go on the offensive. By this time the orb was hurling toward the group, Tramer jumped into the air heading straight for the orb, his swords held out in front of him crossed in an X, just before the orb impacted Tramer’s swords a barrier formed, for a moment the orb stopped frozen in place, energy arced from the orb creating ripples on the barrier, only after a secant or two the orb exploded sending Tramer hurling toward the ground hitting with such force he smashed through a good deal of the stone hands leaving a decent crater, the barrier absorbed the blunt of the impact thou for a good bit Tramer laid motionless in the crater lining up agents several smashed stone hands, his swords glowing red from absorbing so much energy at one time. After a moment or so Tramer finally showed some sign of life as he stabbed one of his swords into the ground and used it to pull himself to his feet “if you want to kill me, your going to have to do a lot better than that” Tramer said scornfully as he lifted his swords taking a fighting stance one again, thou just lifting his swords strand himself Tramer new he could not keep this up much longer in his current condition.

“why do you make this so much harder than it has to be? You cant even use those blades to there full paternal, let me take over and this little clone will bother you no more” the voice of Dericos said in a content voice in Tramer’s head

Tramer ignoring Dericos keep a close eye on the clone whetting for his next move. “Clover…” Tramer said breathing heavily “your arrows should purge the dark energy he is created from” Tramer yelled to clover just now seeing her mangled leg, the swords consciously flooded Tramer’s body with energy thou not even close to the level Dericos could maintain it was the only thing keeping Tramer standing. Tramer limped over to Clover keeping the clone in his peripheral vision, Tramer knelt down stabing his swords into the ground next to him, he then grabbed Clover’s hand and slowly removed from her wound, at the same time he took his free hand and placed it on her leg right were her hand had been, “uriarga” Tramer mumbled as healing light resonated form his hand, the wound closed up quickly thou Clover’s leg was still drenched in blood, Tramer stumbled back as he pulled his swords out of the ground barley being able to stand “what are you whetting for?” Tramer yelled staring up at the clone

WIth the speed of the arrow Zant was unable to doge due to himm being preoccupied with othe matters. When it hit he yelled out, "What?!" Zant though did not disappear though in part to having some of Epotheros' energy the barrier had captured while he and the real Zant were fighting. The clone then retreated outside of the barrier not wishing to impead on his real self for more energy.

Last post of Epotheros' and Zant's fight, hope you read it even though it is very long.

Meanwhile Zant had just entraped Epotheros in a sphere of his black gemed serpents. What he didn't know was that it would not last for long. Bursts of Epotheros aura shot out as he slashed against the wall of gems with his word and before long was able to break free of the tiny razor blades with a powerful beat of his wings creating a massive explosion of black flame.

Zant was left speachless as his trap failed and Epotheros rocketed towards him with the tip of his sword presented like a spear. There was a spray of blood as Zant caught the blade and absorbed the black fire magic to avoid being incinerated, but had to retreat back as Epotheros rev up the heat again.

Being backed into a corner Zant had to bring out his trump card. "Now you will see my true power," Zant hissed as a black spear formed in the middle of the arena and rapidly expanded leaving the two enclosed in a space of endless darkness. Just then an innumerable amount of purple flames begain to ignight and float through out the encloser. "Now then shall we continue," Zant asked as a sword formed in his hand.

The two of them charged eachother and clashed at the center releasing huge amounts of energy. This was followed by dozen of clashes as the two lightsteped around the arena, but something wasn't right. The speed and power Epotheros had over Zant before they entered was gone and Zant now seemed to have the upper hand. Just then Zant had stopped Epotheros' blade with his bare hands and raised his other with the index finger pointed to his chest. There was a red flash and a great deal of pain that followed, as Zant shot something straight through the hellfire armor and puctured his lung. This caused Epotheros to stumble backwards and cough violently as he choked up blood from his ruptured lung.

"Don't you see Epotheros? In here I make the rules, you never had a chance."
Zant then raised his sword and swung it down towards his head. It stopped as Epotheros hand had now been rengulfed by the hellfire claw and was holding Zant's sword.

"Now now Epotheros, you wouldn't want me to die. Let me do this for ya," Lictheros screamed as he lifted his head to present the piercing yellow eyes set in the ghostly white mask to Zant. At this time Lictheros had also swung up his sword slicing diagonaly over Zant's torso.

All Zant could do was retreat as he saw his own blood burst from his chest as the mask cut into his chest. Lictheros then chased Zant with a barrage of spiraling energy attacks while shouting, "This is how it is done Epotheros!" Zant donged each one, but Lictheros started to persue Zant with a stream of black and red flames trailing off of the sword. When Zant had exited from his lightstep, Lictheros appeard above him and attacked with a downward slash. This pormted Zant to dodge again but theis time he felt the burning preasure of the hellfire claws as lictheros grabbed him from behind, sword raised high in the air. A massive explosion of black and red formed in Zant's dome as the attack connected.

Some how Zant had escaped but was left bloody and breathing heavily, while Licheros seemed to have plenty of energy to burn. "What's wrong, do you..." Lictheros then yelled in pain as Epothero's left hand grasped the mask. He then begain to flail his sword around while cursing Epotheros for interupting him. Some how Epotheros was able to pry the mask from himself for the second time forcing it to retreate to the depth of his mind. "I can not allow you to kill him," Epotheros said to himself.

"Well now Epotheros," Zant said with an aura of superiority. "Since both of us are running low, how about we finish this with one final blow." Zant and Epotheros both knew this would be their best chance to win. Both of them had simular energy levels and both were bloody and exausted.

"Alright," Epotheros replied disengaging the hellfire armor so he could concentrate all of the enrgy into his ssword. Zant did the same by absorbing the black sphere and forcing it into the shape of a blade. The two then charge eachother clashing with enough force to rip through Zant's barrier and severly damaging the one where Clover, Tramer and Larien occupied. As the burning light of the energy dissipated the two warriors stood in their striking stance that they had taken after they passed eachother. A spray of crimson errupted from across Epotheros' chest as it was apparent Zant had sliced through his armor and deep into his chest cavity. Shifting his weight to his sword, Epotheros tried to hold himself up. Meanwhile Zant stood twenty feet opposet of Epotheros, but fell as he ingnited and was incinerated with out a trace. Epotheros then fell unconcious from blood loss.

'Ah, what an interesting development," the Zant clone stated as he recieved all of their energy before the barrier colapsed. It seems I am the real Zant now." He then lowered the barrier that contained Clover, Larien and Tramer before he decended next to Epotheros' lifeless body. "Looks like he lost," the Clone taunted off to the others.

(Take note that this clone is made from Zant's dark magic and Epotheros' fire magic.))

As Tramer ran, a form took place in his mind. It was the same futuristic TY that had appeared to all the others before. The one that could only appear when the present-day TY was not around.
He took form in Tramer's mind, standing alone, even without his staff.
And he spoke, "Tramer! You have parts of Zant inside you, but that doesn't change who you are. It only adds to it.
Tramer! Avenge your friends. Protect the ones you love.
Tramer! Take my hand!"
As TY lifted his arm towards Tramer, he could see a sword handle and hilt in replace of a hand. It was the handle to one of Tramer's real blades TY had replaced.
If he should take it, one of the copy blades would be replaced by a real one.
Inwardly, he had a decission to make.
Outwardly, hardly a moment had passed.

T the same time Tramer was recieving the swords from Ty in his mind the Zant clone attacked. He summoned the level 90 black destructive art Midnight funneral that killed his teacher and Tramer was engulfed. This box hewerer was different becuase intstead of the purple borders they were blood red signifying the power he absorbed from epotheros. Also since this Zant clone is far superior to the original due to absorbing both Zant's and Epotheros' energy making him twice as strong. The ripple effect appeared on the outside as an infinate amount of tiny niddle like protrusions came from the box. Next came the five pruple swords that pierced each side of the box. The last thing that happened did not occur last time as three red rings tightened around the box at where Tramer's neck, heart and waist would be.The clone gave Tramer this decision, take the swords and use all your remaining power to form a barrier or die.