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  1. Jacob took the sandwich, looked at it with narrowed eyes, then ate it.
  2. Reality flickered once, and suddenly Jacob was standing behind Ark. Absently, he reached out and brushed his fingers against the metal of the Shardblade, causing it to melt and drip onto the floor.
  3. A spirit of destruction. Ruinous power made manifest.
  4. The anti figure sighed. A withergeist, if my guess is correct. And I fear it is...
  5. Relax, SoT, said the anti-figure gently. Xinoehp is fine. Better than he was, in fact, now that I have broken his connection to... this. He held up the corrupted spear with distaste.
  6. As he felt the touch on his mind, Xinoehp hesitated. Only for the briefest of instants; but that was enough. With a flick of his wrist, the anti-figure slashed his blade across his face. An expression of shock crossed Xinoehps face for a second, then faded to a look of peace as he collapsed unconscious to the ground. The anti-figure stooped down and picked up the Trewee-spear with a grimace, muttering something under his breath. Then he turned to SoT. Thanks, he said. I don't know if I could have done that without your help.
  7. The two figures dodged and spun in an incomprehensibly complex dance, their weapons clashing and releasing flashes of some dark energy. So far, neither had managed to score a hit on the other- mainly because neither seemed willing to risk the other's blade.
  8. An unfamiliar anti-figure charged past her in the opposite direction, towards Xinoehp. From behind her came the sounds of pitched battle.
  9. Silence, probably... but you should make it a wordle, then it wouldn't matter as much.
  10. Run, came a voice drifting over the hills. Run, SoT, run!
  11. With a snarl, Xinoehp turned, swinging his weapon in an arc of light and shadow.
  12. With a careless swipe of his spear, Xinoehp slashed a tree out of his way. Black smoke rose from where the edges of the blade had cut the wood, curling upwards in jagged swirls. And still he advanced.
  13. Something has... happened to Trewee. But something was wrong with Xinoehp's glimmering weapon. Veins of throbbing black shadow laced through the lattice of the frozen spear, lurking just beneath the surface. For now.
  14. Elsewhere... Michael looked at the notes on his desk, feeling somewhat ill as he flipped through them. This, he thought, is a problem. Xinoehp gasped suddenly, a shudder running through him. Slowly, unsteadily, he rose to his feet. For a moment, he swayed unsteadily back and forth. His face screwed up into a snarl of pain. With a sound like the scream of a rusty door, he summoned his servant, Trewee, as a spear of shimmering ice. And then he charged.
  15. Xinoehp twitched, eyes unfocused still. "Shadows..." he whispered. "Oh, it comes! The darkness comes!" He flinched once and fell still.
  16. Xinoehp lay on the floor, forgotten, still staring off into space.
  17. Xinoehp sat on the ground, eyes wide open and unseeing. ...the broken note sings the splintered chord plays the shattered song intones the broken note...
  18. "Pheonix was supposed to be our connector," explained Tom. "Bringing him near the bridge would pull the two sides together. If," he sighed, "he were on the other side."
  19. "What... why...?" Tom shook his head. "Oh, dear... this could be a problem."
  20. Xinoehp looked at where she had stood, speechless. Then he sighed, turning to SoT. "Right then," he said. "What did she do this time?"
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