"No, you won't." Death sighed, turning to the remaining two. "Do you still want to see your friend one last time?"
Back in the End of Time, Wynn arrived. TAAron's body lay in the same place, unmoving, except...
Etched onto the scholar's forehead, as though cut with a knife, were two words muddled with stagnant blood.
I WIN.
@Ookla the BlowUpperOfStuff