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Alastor just stood there and held on to her. Since it was both his mission and his own feelings getting in the way, he sigh and continued to comb his hand through her hair. "Of course I will. Is there something else you wanted to do as well?"

"And I heard you singing. It was great as always. Every time I hear it, I need to play along with it. It's so enchanting." Ben told her as he plucked a few strings on his harp. The sounds echoed down the tunnel. "Another duet?"

(G2g now, Llyr, whenever you get on, read my last posty, ^^)

((I have to head out as well. Sorry for this.))

Alastor squeezed her tightly in his grip for a minute or so before he looked down at her. "I think I need to rest after today. It was hard to get him back and I need to recharge. Would you mind if I use your bed for now?" He asked, trying to get at least that close.

((If no he'll leave and head to a guest room. If yes... then it's obvious.))

Ben smiled to her and bowed. "Of course milady. Then lead the way."

Gabriel lead the way back to her cave through the tunnels. It wasn't where she thought they could play, but she needed to change. They way didn't feel as long with the bard walking with her. Upon arriving, she neatly placed the heavier garments away in a trunk before guiding him back through the tunnels. Her bare feet were silent on the damp stone. Where she led him was not so much a cave, but a sort of crossroads for the tunnels. From singing to herself, she found it to have the most beautiful sound there. "I hope this works for you. I, unfortunately, have my restrictions." She bowed a little.

Matachi stood in the realm of gods standing a small circle of dead nobles that were once pure in this realm now stained with the blood of death of hate that slowly covers their bodies. Matachi looked down into once held Atrious. At that same time a small group of forest archers sat in the woods near the castle, they had what Matachi had secretly sent them for. Alastors daughter sat peacefully asleep in a small sash on one of the forest archers chests.

Matachi stood up looking around not once glancing twice at the bodies for the fact he knew it was not his hate but the hate of Set that boiled through his power like a uncontrollable volcano. Matachi turned as another noble came into the area.

As though he just turned Matachi to face the pure soul, he now stood shoulder to shoulder with the lady the warm pure blood running over his hands as the taint of decimations power ate through her body from where the spear first entered. The spear protruded from her back as she gasped for air before being slowly let down to the ground to be consumed

Matachi's time as running out as he moved once more through a portal. The exit of this one landed straight in the middle of a plain of Decimation. He laid there not moving laying flat on his stomach he laid there the power that boosted him slowly faded making the pain from his death worse. Slowly he removed his helmet staring off in what seemed the endless horizon. His head spun mainly thoughts about Katherine and how he had failed once again. He slowly closed his eyes picturing Katherine and her smile with the children as the darkness slowly consumed him

((also threw in a insurance policy smile So his throne wont be challenged))