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R gave nearly no reaction as the power of Kingdom Hearts flowed into him. He simply let it happen. With the X-blade in his hand, and the power that had been fought over for millennia prior, none could question that right now, in this very moment, R was this single most powerful entity to ever exist. He bordered omnipotent. He turned to those begging him to heal the wounded. "You needn't fear. They will be fine. I shall see to it." And so he did. At first, he walked away from the group. However, his intentions for doing so were quickly made clear. Turning back to them, for the first time he flexed the awesome power which had been the prize of the war. As he did so, there was no doubt as to why it had been fought over for so long.

He extended his hand toward them, and from his palm raged a divine wind. It blew back not their physical bodies, but the impurities in it. It collided with the group at immense force, which could be felt, yet it made no effort to shove they themselves back. Instead, it quite literally banished the injuries from their bodies. What appeared to be a ghost image of each person tore from their back, taking their injuries with it before being scattered to the purging wind. Their cuts, bruises, broken bones, even the scar on Satsujin's face from the injury he'd gotten in his battle with Xero, they were all gone. "You have all done well. Each and every one of you played an enormous part in overcoming the agents. Light and Darkness can coexist. This ordeal has given proof of that."

Walking over to them, he stood before Xepphiras. "It is my wish that you will carry on this ideal, even in my absence." He said to her. "I will return to you what has been taken. With it, you will be whole once more." R placed his index finger on her chest, directly above her left breast. A glimmer of light shone from his finger, returning her to her old self. Her heart had been restored to her. "Sapphire. I must take my leave. If a perfect world where light and darkness can truly coexist, it seems unfitting for hands so stained with blood to reside in it, let alone claim to be it's ruler. Your purity is your greatest strength. You will make a fine leader. I have faith in you." ​

Beuce crept silently right behind Glen. He had a good idea with the whole aspect of surprise thing. Whoever was in here was at Yen Sid's tower. While they weren't certain it was the culprit, they were a prime suspect. Not to mention, they made off with a book. For all they knew, that could be the book Yen Sid told them to protect. They had to find him and get it back, but bum rushing into it could get them killed if he was as powerful as they were expecting. He scolded Ananta for more or less, likely more, giving away their position and presence. Looking through the door as Base opened it he saw...Oh dear god. Well then. He never knew they swung that way. Maybe it had been done as a result of a game of...truth of D'daear. Ha. Haha. Shut up that was totally funny. But yeah, shipping over, Glen was scolding Ananta, and had put out the candle. "Good thinking Glen."

Beuce then ducked under a flailing arm as Glen had apparently not known he was there. A small message appeared at the top of Beuce's screen stating that his sneak skill had increased and a bar increased in progress. Beuce looked at it curiously, wondering if he actually did have schizophrenia, and then decided probably.

OOC: If you count Karina, that's 5/7 for AdenxD'daear

They had all done their parts spectacularly, destroying the pillars of energy flowing into Omega. With that, Omega was vulnerable. However, It wouldn't simply die without a fight. Gathering up energy, an enormous halo appeared above Omega's head, shedding a pale turquoise light over the empty realm. With a simple thought, the halo expanded at speeds exceeding what the eye was even capable of following, bringing with it a shockwave like no other. Easily blowing everything in its path high off the ground. R was protected in part from the shockwave by the dark construct which stood between its master and the agent of beginning. However, it could do naught but soften the blow. It shattered as the unimaginable force struck it. R, however, was spared from the brunt of the assault.

The heartless summoned the X-blade to him. There was no time to waste. With him being the closest, he had to finish it, or it was unlikely they'd be able to regain their ground. He'd seen the second part of this tactic of the agent, and in a realm where he controlled the terrain, R doubted there would be much opportunity to evade anything the agent did. R's body turned solid black for a moment, leaving him with the appearance of a silhouette. At his side, darkness rose from the ground, mimicking the shape. After the shape had fully formed, the black hue returned to normal color, revealing a duplicate of him to be standing next to R. This was quite possibly the biggest gamble anyone had ever made.

The two Rs began took flight, racing toward Omega. They were met with the opposition of the crystal beasts that spawned from Omega, but they provided little hindrance. Bursts of energy raced through the air, attempting to stop the X-blade's current wielder. The two Rs went opposite directions in an attempt to force Omega to make a choice. Which one he wanted to focus his attacks on. If he chose wrong, R would reach him.

Omega immediately turned his head toward the R to his right. The choice was a simple one. It had initially appeared that R was the leader of their opposition, but it the thought had been perished at this act of foolishness. There was one thing which clearly separated him from his decoy, and that was the X-blade itself. While there were two Rs, only one actually held the weapon. Omega could not help but find humor in the blunder. Something so simply overlooked had lead to his defeat. If not for that, he may have been able to overtake him. In what appeared to be a desperate effort to reach the agent, knowing he'd made a mistake, R raced at him head on.

Omega began to gather energy in his chest. More so than any attack he'd previously displayed. This one would not be stopped no matter what was in it's way. Even the X-blade itself could not defend against it. In a race against time, R ended up losing. There was just too much ground to cover. An almighty burst of turquoise light erupted from Omega's chest. There was no way anyone could survive such an attack, Omega believed. And he was correct. The blow struck R with full force, and his body of darkness was blown away, purged from existence by the divine light of Kingdom Hearts. The X-blade fell from the air, plummeting to the ground, and finally stabbing into it, leaning to the side with a tilt.

It seemed that R's foolish mistake had cost him not only his life, but that of everyone there by failing to finish it. Regaining ground on the agent would be a herculean task, and under constant fire without protection would make it impossible. However, not all was as it seemed. The presence of R should have vanished with his death, yet Omega still felt it clearly. Jerking his body around, he bore witness to the man he'd just killed, compressing a massive black sphere into the palm of his hand, and uttering the words which sounded like the end of a chant.

"Star of the night, my greatest weapon. Black Sun!"

Omega was in utter disbelief. "You...You used the X-blade as a decoy!" He shouted as the orb of darkness was thrust into his chest. It penetrated his outer armor without difficulty, and traveled deep into the center of the Agent's body. "How...?" Omega spoke. Confusion was the only thing which could be heard in his voice. To the embodiments of Kingdom Hearts' power, defeat was a concept so outlandish it hadn't even occurred to them as a possibility. Now that it had been realized, they barely knew how to react to it.

"The impossible has come to pass, and the embodiment of creation has fallen." R said as his attack reached it's pinnacle position and erupted with an explosion. Omega, the agent of creation himself was torn apart from within by R's flames. The body of the agent split in two, spewing out the inferno which had ended it's life. As the fires of black sun died down, The realm Omega had created faded back into its original form. The body of their most trying foe lay on the ground, spanning most of the landscape. A beam of turquoise light sprung forth, connecting it with the heart shaped moon in the sky. Moments later, the body faded into shimmering dust. They'd done it. Victory was theirs. ​

PVP Battle (Steel VS Cat)
Steel > Cat
Cycle 2

Steel used Sliding Dash!
Dealt 9 Damage
Cat used Strike Raid!
Dealt 13 damage!
Steel's turn
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• Steel
• Cat

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  24/37 HP
  4/4 MP
  20% CG​
  
  
  Spoiler: ITEMS

  Ether
  Spoiler: SKILL COMMANDS

  Sliding Dash 0/3
  Barrier Surge 3/3
  Spoiler: SUMMONS

  Basil
  Fairy Godmother
  Spoiler: ABILITIES

  High Jump
  Dodge Roll
  Guard
  Exp Writer I
  Combo
  Spoiler: LIMITS

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  43/52 HP
  4/4MP
  20% CG​
  
  
  Spoiler: MAGIC

  Mine Square
  Cure
  Spoiler: ITEMS

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  Spoiler: SKILL COMMANDS

  Sliding Dash 3/3
  Strike Raid 0/2
  Spoiler: SUMMONS

  Maximus
  Spoiler: ABILITIES

  Aerial Sweep
  High Jump
  Combo
  Guard
  Dodge Roll
  EXP Writer I
  BattleCry
  Spoiler: LIMITS

  Wrath of the Warrior

http://kh-vids.net/threads/2014-tournament-round-2-match-1-steel-vs-cat.148358/

http://kh-vids.net/threads/2014-tournament-round-2-match-1-steel-vs-cat.148358/.

This was bad. She evidently hadn't listened to what he'd said. He offered to help her get away, yet when it came down to it, she gave herself up. What she said was true. There had been an awful lot of disappearances, without recovery of the bodies. Mostly females, around her age. Now that the thought of a slave trade had come into his mind, he realized that supported the fact of there being one. The blonde trainee who had pointed a gun at Mila turned to question him about what he'd handed her. Dammit, she had a sharp eye. Well, she could suspect him all she wanted, if she tried to do anything about it, it would be his word against hers. So, there wasn't much risk of her telling someone. Still, he had to clear it up. "You follow orders to the letter, without question. You're a good soldier. I respect that." He began, seeming to praise her.

"But there's such a thing as being too loyal. Because the higher ups tell you something doesn't make it true. It's not always the public they're out to protect. I have an order for you. A simple one. When you bring her in, think about what she says. Use your own judgement, and see if you believe her or not." He finished, and began to walk away. "Robyn. We're done here. We'll see Mila later. I intend on talking to her." Honestly, he wasn't even sure if he believed her or not. If she did turn out to be right, then it would shatter everything they knew.

Beuce looked over to see those who had gone through the mirror had been thrown back out of it. Tumbling back out, they briefly wondered why before Merlin explained it. It had some kind of reverse spell on it. So, the entrance was now the exit, and it just looped back to where you were a second ago. Made sense. Well, about as much sense as a magic mirror you jump into is going to make anyway. It helped he studied magic theory back on Atreia. Karina was now cleaning after he breakdown, likely to try and simply keep busy to get her mind off of things. However, most other people began cleaning as well. He doubted it was the case with them. They looked around, trying to find something of use that Yen Sid might have left behind. Sure enough, Kel managed to find something. It was a relatively small glass orb which reflected the surrounding area fairly well, but a moment after he picked it up, a hologram of the recently petrified master appeared.

It gave warning of a book. One of such importance, in the wrong hands it would mean the difference between life and death for all of them. He looked over to the only person not crowding around the orb. Karina. It was obvious she didn't want any interaction with anyone. He honestly felt sorry for her. However, knowing that now would be a bad time to talk to her, Beuce simply kept focusing on the hologram of the now inactive master. Eventually, it gave them something. An ability and a keychain. While Beuce decided not to equip it at the current moment, he now had a keyblade from two great wizards. Well, it was a good thing he was adept at magic. In fact, aside from Hikaru, he was by a considerable amount the strongest mystic there. Odd, considering he wasn't a mystic. Come to think of it, neither was Hikaru....Huh...Well, that was something to think about.

The mirror was operational. Which meant, they could leave at any time. However, Beuce still had something he needed to find. He knew there had to be a copy of it among the books Yen Sid kept here. Luckily, a good amount of the books had been cleaned up. Looking through them, Beuce found the one he was looking for after a few minutes of searching. It was a black book with golden letters spelling out the words "ELEMENTAL GUARDIANS" on the cover. He attempted to put the book in his pocket, but couldn't quite manage it. The pockets of his pants were bottomless, a blessing of Marchutan, but it still needed to fit into the entrance. His pocket stretched quite a bit, so the book would fit, but...Well...He needed a hand that wasn't holding the book to stretch it out. For a moment, he awkwardly tried to place the book in, to no avail. Finally, he accepted that he couldn't do it and walked over to another of the wielders "Hey, someone, think you could...help me out here?" He was reluctant to ask for help, partly because if he heard the joke about needing a hand one more time he was going to shank someone.

~Omega's Realm~
The battle with Omega wasn't going as well as the one with Chaos was. Here, in this vast universe of infinite possibilities, Omega was almighty. The very world they fought in did everything in it's power to see to it they lost the fight. Not only that, Omega himself was infinitely more powerful. He drained away the near-never ending supply of power as he would the life of a world, increasing his own abilities. A maelstrom of beams were constantly being fired at them. The dark warrior R had summoned to combat Omega was currently acting as a shield, defending them from the beams, but it wouldn't last forever. "We must stop the flow of energy to him or we will never win." Looking at the agents, it wasn't difficult to tell how he was getting the power. Four columns of green energy were bursting fourth from the ground and flowing directly into Omega. Before they went on the assault, R had to test something. Crafting the bow which was said to be a sure strike, Brahm Astra, R knocked an arrow, took aim, and fired it. Sure enough, it weaved through all of the beams fired from the agent and struck it on the shoulder, resulting in a massive explosion. Upon the smoke clearing, it seemed the attack hadn't harmed Omega in the slightest, as only a faint green glow remained where the arrow struck before fading a moment later.

"As i thought." R said as his bow crumbled away to dust, before being scattered to the wind by it's owner. "It's not that the attack had no effect, but what it's absorbing is the very essence of life itself. As that flows into it, any wound we inflict onto it, no matter how severe, will be for naught. It's not an exaggeration to say that right now, it's utterly invincible." He looked down at the ports where energy flowed into Omega. They seemed to be solid, and could be destroyed with force. "If we can destroy those four flows, it should stop the immediate regeneration. However..."

Ghost spoke up, seemingly knowing what R was about to say. "One will repair another, and should it be destroyed, it will be repaired by that one in turn." Receiving a nod from R let him know that he was correct. "In other words, if we don't destroy all four simultaneously, there is no way to defeat him. If we can manage to break them...Victor is not assured, but it is within the realm of possibility." He looked up at the damaged warrior. They'd have to do it soon, or they wouldn't make it before their defense broke down.

"Well, what are we waiting for?" Said Beuce. If there was one person who would act as cannon fodder, it'd be him. There were plenty of NPC Beuces to take the fire. However, It wasn't unlikely most of them wouldn't be able to reach their source of power. The ones that did would have to be able to break it. Just before their assault began, a feeling of enormous power washed over them. However, Omega was not the source.

"To be able to feel Chaos' strength across dimensions...Unfathomable." Ghost commented. If the agent was truly that powerful, then the ones there would need help. Given that the energy had not been felt prior, it was likely that Chaos was about to do something which was unlikely they'd recover from. "They may need help. I will be the one to go."

R looked over, giving him an approving nod. It was important that they defeated Omega, but the other battle happening was just as important. If either side failed, then the other would have to deal with both agents, and likely wouldn't be able to succeed. So, they had to help each other, and ensure that victory was attained on both fronts. R watched the man who he'd robbed of a normal life summon the X-blade and vanish into the next realm. Turning his attention back to the situation at hand, he looked to see if the others were ready to charge Omega.​

~Chaos' Realm~

The Agent of End let out a deafening scream as his arms were severed. However, it was not one of pain, but one of anger. He was a skilled swordsman, but that was far from the only thing he was capable of. He had the powers of a god at his fingertips, and it was time he used them. "You will know despair!" As those words were yelled, a flash covered the vision of his foes, and in an instant, Chaos was nowhere to be seen. If they thought he had fled from battle, they were wrong. The earth itself shook as Chaos arose from a crouching position, standing outside of the platform they were on. His enormous shadow loomed over them like the darkness of death itself. He was easily over a thousand times his previous size, and his blades had grown with him. Swinging down the massive sword, he struck across the center of the platform as spurts of flame erupted from where it had made contact with the ground. In an instant, Chaos was on the other side of the platform. This time, a massive horizontal sweep was his method of attack. Even without direct contact with the blade, the winds from it threatened to blow them off the platform and into the hell beyond.

Finally, he raised his hand into the air, and all the swords which covered the landscape sprung from the ground and pointed toward the platform. At his command, they all raced forward at breathtaking speeds, Skewering into the stone with ease. From all sides, the stabbed into it. While the surface they stood on was untouched, they were far from safe. The ground the stood on began to heat, glowing enormously hot in second, until columns of fire burst upward from the ground. The flames of hell which scorched your very soul is what they were assaulted with. As the fire ceased, chaos was once again his ordinary size, sitting in his throne, hands folded across his mouth. "You struggle in vain." He stood and reclaimed his blades, walking over to finish off his enemies. The first to go was Gexln. He raised the greatsword as though it were light as a feather and brought it down upon him. However, it never reached him. The timing couldn't have been more perfect, as a Katana crackling with electricity intercepted the blow. "From Omega's domain?!"

Ghost wasted no time in this one moment of confusion due to the surprise of his entry. He immediately lost consciousness, killing Chaos where he stood with his unrivaled fainting powers With Chaos' blade in the air momentarily, A strong kick was delivered to the Agent's stomach, sending him back a few inches. Delivering a deadly torrent of cuts, Ghost kept Chaos at bay for a moment with sheer speed and precision. However, Chaos soon regained himself and counterattacked. With two horizontal sweeping cuts, Ghost was likely to be cleaved in half. Wasting no time, he raised his blade in front of him, and performed the technique made to kill R. Three stroke of his blade were made. The first a downward strike to knock aside the left blade, The second an upward one to knock aside the right, and the third a diagonal slash which made a gash across Chaos' chest, causing it to leak blood. Anything less than simultaneous strikes would not have been enough to counter both attacks, and deliver one of his own. Enraged, Chaos was not staggered by the injury and kept his assault. Unable to block another strike, Ghost leaned backwards and slid beneath Chaos' legs, melting into his shadow. A moment later, He emerged in a crouching position from Xero's shadow. Immediately, he took three throwing knives from his belt and tossed them in the direction of The Agent.​

For a good while, Azra battled the girl valiantly. Blocking and parrying her slashes, while delivering counterattacks of his own. She was an immensely skilled swordsman, easily on par with himself. Azra was known for being skilled in the ways of the sword, but his true power lied in his mastery over the element of light. However, he tended to avoid using that unless he sought to take the life of his opponent. It could accomplish that task rather well, but it was difficult to achieve anything less than that with it, so it was deemed unfit for simple sparring matches by its wielder. The duel could have gone in either one of their favor. It was a shame their match would not see conclusion, as another combatant entered the battlefield.

From the shadows nearby, an immensely strange creature leaped from nowhere. Given that Azra's blade was locked with Sombra's at the exact moment of the attack, he could do little to stop it. A set of claws raked across his back and caused him to let out a small cry of pain. It wasn't just the pain of a wound. Something about it in particular just...burned. As though the very concept of the attack fought against the essence of who he was. A mere second later, he heard a zap, followed by a popping sound. He turned just in time to see a scorch mark on the ground and a puff of black smoke around it. Looking to the side, he saw someone he hadn't noticed previously due to being engrossed in his duel. It was his brother, India, who had laid waste to whatever it was which had attacked him. ​

India watched the duel, looking almost bored. He had made a bet with Dain that the female Azra was fighting would be the victor. He tended to be too brash in a battle of swordsmanship. And even if he had managed to begin to overcome her, well there was a saying that a single grain of rice could tip the scales. Someone had to put it on, so why not tip it to be beneficial for him? However, that never happened. The duel was interrupted as a small black creature, which would come up to about the knees of an average person burst from the shadows and raked it's claws along Azra's back. Reacting without thought, India blasted an arc of lightning magic at the creature and disintegrated it without it putting up much else of a fight.

The danger wasn't over yet, though. It didn't seem very threatening in and of itself. Likely the only reason it was able to wound Azra was from a surprise attack, and if it had tried to assault him any other way, it likely wouldn't have gone well for it. And so, when a weak animal went hunting, it generally went by the logic of strength in numbers. Which meant that wasn't the only one. Scanning the shadows in the area, he was able to detect several shadows before they actually emerged. He fired spells at them, but nothing happened. They simply struck the ground the creatures hid on. That's when he realized they weren't hiding in the shadows, these creatures had the ability to BECOME shadows. Fascinating...The thought of simply watching them fight crossed India's mind, but he dismissed it and instead chose to help his brother. The creatures were encircling Azra, and rose from the ground. Throwing his Glaive into the air, he coordinated a bolt of lightning to strike down from the sky, colliding with it directly above Azra's head, and spreading outward from it, forming a cage of sorts from lightning. Rather, in this case, it was more used as a protective barrier. Well, that proved he could manipulate the way electricity left the Glaive fairly easily, but it took concentration to keep a sustained bolt of lightning, so he wasn't able to do much else as long as the cage was kept up. "Dain. You know what to do. Renna, why don't you see if that device works now?"

The Agents were beginning to lose patience. They had underestimated the potential of the wielders, and their capability to wield the power the X-blade had bestowed upon them. They had taken a fair amount of damage from the wielders, but no longer. "Your petty parlor tricks will accomplish naught. We cannot be defeated by mortal hands." Said Chaos, marking the first time one of the agents had actually spoken.

"Who attacked you with their hands? Everyone had been using a bunch of BS moves. Also, nice banner! Did your mom make it for you?" Called out Beuce, taunting the agents whilst fighting off a horde of the crystal beings which had been released from Omega. So far, it didn't seem like it was much for a direct fight, preferring to pick off it's foes at an immensely long range. However, he doubted that would be the key to their victory. Given what it was, it no doubt had some sort of trick up it's sleeve. And speak of the devil, they started using their own desperation moves. Well, this couldn't be good.

Chaos and Omega both began to glow with a divine light. Although, while Chaos' Aura was more akin to that of darkness, neither was the same as any power felt before. This kind of power was impossible to describe, for no other reason than there is nothing that exists in the world to compare it against. It was a unique energy in and of itself. Only a handful of people alive could even hope to comprehend the primordial essence which these two possessed. With naught but a mental command of the power, two lines of this power burst fourth from the ground, one red, and one blue. They spread out, covering the entire area. Even the fastest in the world couldn't hope to outrun them for even a second. However, the damage they dealt was not direct. Not to the combatants, at least.

In some ways, this attack was more unimaginably destructive than any to exist, and yet at the same time, it caused no harm to the foes of the Agents. Instead, what it damaged was the fabric of reality itself. Unlike Xindai's Cetatea De Gandire, which simply placed his mind ontop of the surrounding area, altering the appearance, the agents simply razed the very base idea of what existed, and replaced it with something entirely new. "Your determination is admirable. Perhaps there will be others like you in the next universe, ones who will succeed where you have failed." Omega said, speaking as though they had already lost. If they gave even the slightest hesitation, that would indeed be the case. Those trapped within Omega's domain would find themselves in an infinitely vast space, most of which was dim white. It was like being inside of a cloud. If one had to put an image to the universe before it had been filled with matter and given true substance, this is likely fairly close to how it would be. Ordinarily, this would not be so dangerous, but the one to give it shape was their opponent. Anything could and will be.

R was one such person who found himself in this Agent's piece of existence. he doubted that a full frontal assault would have much effect, not to mention, a universe yet to be given form was nothing but raw energy. And Omega absorbed the energy of creation to derive his power. With an endless supply of it, they had gone over the deep end. Just then, a thought crossed his mind. Not his own, but an external one, not unlike when Xindai spoke to someone mentally. The X-blade itself was planting information into the minds of its wielders. It had the ability to Transcend their shifted reality and pull through its wielder into the other realm once every few minutes, yet even it had its limits when faced against the agents. It could only take one person through at a time, although traveling by itself would be less strenuous, and could more easily be done. In other words, they could pass through the weapon, but if they themselves wanted to cross, they had to pick and choose carefully who went where.

In Chaos' realm, a very different scene was displayed. The very vision of Armageddon. The sky rained fire, as the ground was dried and dead, cracking open to spill out lakes of flame. In the ground in various places as far as the eye could see, enormous versions of Chaos' blades were stabbed into the ground, as though the breaks in the ground had originated from them. Chaos and Omega...They were the very embodiment of the Beginning and End. The wielders who found themselves in the realm of Chaos stood on a rather small platform, roughly 20 feet wide. Leaving it would and venturing out into that apocalyptic landscape would be utter suicide. At the head of this platform was a throne, and on it sat Chaos himself. He stood up. Unlike Omega, he was one to make the first strike. "SHIVER!" He cried out, sending a wave of power of his opposition. As it collided with them, a feeling of fear none had ever felt before washed over them. They looked up and saw the thing they feared most. Previous fears were now utterly irrelevant. The object of their terror had been shifted, and was now the embodiment of end. Whether they had a heart to feel with or not, the utmost basic instincts of their body screamed at them to flee from Chaos as he approached them, four red great swords in hand.



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"Human testing huh?" Beuce said to himself. Well, that explained a bit. Particularly the part about the drugs. If these people were a company that focused on that sort of thing, it was no wonder that they got people there through what seemed to be chain mail. Not many would go by choice. However, then something was said that almost surprised him. He could leave whenever he felt like it. Yet, it was only him in particular. Now, why was that? What separated him from the rest of the people there? Well...He'd arrived late, for one. Perhaps it was something that happened in that time that set him apart. Most apparent thing being the knife game. "If she saved their lives with the knife...Did she also trap them here? By that logic, would i be in danger if i stay?" He asked Alex.

If that were the case, he began to wonder if he really wanted to stay here. After all, there was really no harm in leaving if they were even offering to drive him home. After a bit, he came to an answer. Of course he wanted to stay. Things were just starting to get interesting. If he could see this thing through to the end, it might make a good story to tell people at later times. He laughed in the face of danger! Ahahah! ...Wow he was glad he didn't say that out loud. He'd be getting even more weird looks than he usually did. That would have been awkward.

Beuce was fairly surprised when he entered the room. The damage to it was obvious, and there was no question some aside from the old wizard had been there. There was a trail of ink on the floor, but he didn't bother following it. Instead, he walked up to approach the throne of the room. In it sat what appeared to be a statue. However, Beuce knew full well it was no statue. It was the master himself, turned to stone as though a gorgon had placed its spell on him. However, the most peculiar thing about it was that he was smiling, as though taunting the uninvited guest. 'The room is utterly destroyed. It looks as though Yen Sid didn't even get out of his chair, so a struggle is unlikely. If it wasn't caused by a fight...then the likelihood is that they were searching for something.' Beuce said, thoughts racing in his mind. He couldn't figure out why he was smiling if someone had turned him to stone to stop him from interfering with their search. Unless...

"There is no killer..." He said under his breath. "He did it himself." He concluded. They were looking for something, and he could tell them where it was. So, he wouldn't let them get the secret from him. 'It's not impossible if he's the skilled wizard people make him out to be. There comes a point where you transcend the need for spells in general. With concentration, you can achieve nearly any desired effect. Obviously the more outrageous the effect, the more it takes to pull off. Something like "I now rule all worlds" would be borderline impossible, but a single, isolated effect like turning an object to a different material. Especially if the object doesn't resist. In outright combat, regular spells are often more effective as it takes immense concentration to pull of something without a catalyst to focus that specific effect, or a spell. Still though, reaching that point pretty much dubs you as a grandmaster of magic. Not many are capable of standing against you at that point.' Beuce said in his head, trying to deduce the situation. "But if he reached that point, then what kind of monstrous power could the intruder have to make it so he couldn't simply fend him off..." He didn't want to think about such an intimidating person existing, although he likely knew roughly who it was. At least, in concept.

"If we're fighting the apprentices...Who's the master?" This was the first thing he'd actually said out loud rather than under his breath or in his head, so most wouldn't have heard much before that. However, he didn't get a chance to get a response before drama started to break out. Karina had insulted Glen for assuming the first thing they saw was the killed, and it being a mouse no less. He responded with harsh words. As he spoke them, he knew exactly how Karina would reaction to them. Tears began to flood her eyes as she yelled that she couldn't go back to her homeworld, lest her father kill her for it. Kel offered to let her stay on his homeworld. He wished he could make the same offer, but he too had no homeworld he could return to, although for a very different reason. Not so much that it was a forbidden zone which would be his death to return to, so much that if he did go to it, he'd find that it wasn't there at all. There was no point in getting angry about it. The man responsible was already dead.

"Where does he get off calling you useless? He did next to nothing the whole fight! You did your job and half again." He said, speaking to Karina, but not looking directly at her, but instead the mirror. He looked down at the crying girl on the floor. He knew what it was like to have nothing to go back to, and honestly felt sorry for her. Although, her situation was likely worse than his. She must feel betrayed. Her own family is the reason she can't go back, and her world still exists, as though sitting and taunting her that she could never go back. "I know words might not help much to ease the sting, but they're right. Come on, I'm pretty sure i have a promise to keep." He said sincerely, offering her his left hand. He gave a smile, ready to help the girl back onto her feet and walk through the mirror with her. She'd survived the fight, so on the other side, whatever awaited, he'd tell her the meaning behind those words. 'Because we're the same!'

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