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Calano looks down at himself and notices hair mixed with the saliva, making him look like some sort of primate. "...This is very indignified."

heavy frozen 2 vibes lmao.

Calano blinks, then wipes some saliva off his lab coat. "What the hell was that?"

Calano considered this, then consulted the Spirit of the Oracle inside him. His eyes turned green again, and more was added to the prophecy, starting from the beggining. When the Sun darkens on the Fourth Day, The forces of Light will be held at Bay. And from on high will fall, Wings of black to maul The Nameless one shall face a choice: Be undone or undo all. The one with the blood of spirits Shall exact revenge and take his place among the spirits The one who wanders with magic Shall face a fate far more tragic And all shall weep and suffer For none had gained But tears had rained.

Calano stares dumbfounded at the creatures as multiple tongues touch him.

Calano appeared and glared at everyone for ignoring his super cool prophecy before falling back into the void.

Calano appeared from the void, and his eyes were bloodshot. He had been crying. He screamed, and his eyes turned green. He then began speaking, and it sounded like multiple overlapping voices. "When the Sun darkens on the Fourth Day, The forces of Light will be held at Bay. And from on high will fall, Wings of black to maul." His eyes returned to their agonized bloodshot form, and he fell back into the void.

Calano shouts and starts to resist.

The creatures begin to hum a melancholy tune.

Calano relives countless moments with Wizard, and begins to cry himself. Silently, but cry.

"Mhm." Mutters Calano. "I... Can we just sit here for a bit?"

Calano muttered a few choice words, and the group returned to the lobby of the Clinic. There was something new in the lobby. A towering statue, of pure gold, of The Wandering Wizard. The plaque below it read. Brother and friend. Gave his life defeating the Chickens during the Incursion. "Thought you might like it," Calano muttered in a daze to Emma.

he says on page 9, after the 65th vignette. lmao thanks Thaid XD

Calano holds on to Emma as if his life depends on it, which, at least mentally, it does.

The echoing mournful roar permeated the souls of everyone present, and Calano collapsed to the ground, openly weeping. He screamed, a sound of rage and agony, but with no power. Simply emotion. Raw, agonizing emotion.

Calano gently knelt, and picked up Wizard. He cradled his friend's body and gently walked him over to the White Tiger. He placed Wizard inside, and then just stood there. "You're an amazing person, Wizard. Don't ever forget it."

Calano had no words as he watched his friend die, a red hot blade sizzling in his throat. "I... Why... No..." Calano hunched over and wept.

Calano's eyes shoot open, and they are glowing. He gasps and sits up in a blast of energy. The wave expands outward, killing chickens by the hundreds. He looks at Wizard, and shouts, "No!" Calano dives after Wizard, catching him as he falls to the ground, the knife point jutting out of his throat. "No, no no no no no no."

"Hurry."

"Unconscious. Can't. Move. Need. Outside. Help."

Calano did not stir, but his Subconscious was trying to get more people to help. "Nameless. Emma. Wizard. No. Time. Help. Now."

"Now. Or. Never."

Calano's subconscious screamed in anger. "Death. Approaching. Emma. Help."

Calano's subconscious raced, wondering after ideas to what to do. He was limited in his options, he was only a subconscious for the moment, but he tried to strengthen the empathy link message. "Emma. Help."