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Sorimiko feels the pain start to subside and he tries to hide his undead arm inside of his sleeve. He stood up and started to walk for the door, sweat dripping down his face as his body tried to comprehend what was happening to it. As he busted through the double doors he got odd looks from the other K.O.K (Keepers Of Knowledge) members. Sorimiko ran outside into the small surrounding town. When he looked around he could see an weird glowing mist rising from each person, and the sight of it made his mouth water. Sorimiko ran for the gates when someone bumped into him, his arm reached out in reaction. As the skeletal hand touched the person they started to age rather quickly and fell to the ground dead. People screamed as they watched Sorimiko kill the young man. He decided to run from the scene, but before he could get out the main gates had closed. Sorimiko instinctively leaped over the gate as he came to it, then sprinted for the forest with new found speed.

Ieladel thrusted his blade at Eilos. The high priest of decmination reached out and grabbed the blade before it stabbed him. Blood ran down Eilos's arm as Ieladel charged up energy in his palm. The people in the church screamed and scurried for the door. As Ieladel tried to fire the beam, Eilos grabbed his hand and diverted the blast through the ceiling. Eilos grinned. " You under estimate me old friend. " Ieladel snarled. " Dont you dare call me a friend." Eilos's grin turned quickly into an evil smile as his eyes burned with a red flame. A dark energy began to fill the church and devine runes appeared underneath Eilos. Ieladel pulled the sword away and jumped back from his rival. The other priests in the church stopped their attack and dropped to their knees, bowing and praying to decmination. Eilos stepped out from behind the podium, a thick dark aura followed. " You have just angered the most powerful god. "

Paradox sat at the forge, melting metal in giant vats to be later molded into various forms. The general was a master smith in some circles. All of his weapons were hand made, and they were the best of the best. His molding of metal had a speical effect on his weapons, almost as if they were granted a soul of their own. Superstition was still superstition, though. The general peered into the raging flames of the endless furnace. Thoughts crossed his mind like they always did. The fire was a ghost of how Llyr was now. An endless rage of changing rage, hate, and destruction, but in this burning heat, was an inner calm for those who looked. Paradox wondered if he should end it this time. Stick his head into the fire. Leave for good, but his responsibilities kept him here, until the queen died.

Matachi was asleep on the desk in the main hall, his head perched on a open book. One about the sidiion, it was different then the one before but it was definitely one about the sidiion. He just lay asleep not making any noises or any sounds

Matachi lay perfectly asleep as though he had been up all night reading trying to figure out why Zotachi is still around for the fact he didn't even know. Was it all a dream? Was it real? He didn't know he didn't care he wanted it to stop.

Zotachi's image watched them from the ever receding shadows as it waited and haunted them as they went along their day

It turned suddenly dashing down a side hall from the main hall. It moved at a incredible speed as it ran as though it was running in fear but it could just be running to get away

The image soon vanished as it turned another corner, right in front of some maidens who didn't even notice it

Matachi stood at the end of the hall as the maidens walked past "You saw him...didn't you." He said in a worried voice as he stood there half asleep still but slowly waking up