Sorry for the shortness, just wanted to update

Jordan and Cyperous stood side by side overlooking the grounds on Oban while everyone else slept comfortably. Their hair rustling in the breeze as the wind picked up causing the loose leaves around them to swirl in a tornado like formation.

"It's too quiet." Cyperous stated.

"It's always quiet before a battle." Cyperous stared at Jordan nervously as he held a hand close to his chest. "Not the battles of the race. It's the deafening silence before all hell breaks loose. Bringing with it a full out war."

"What do we do?"

"I wish I knew." He looked up at the sky. "Someone's coming." He pointed to a gash across the sky, he hissed and rubbed his eyes with the palms of his hand as if to get rid of an oncoming migraine. "From a timeline different from our own. I'm sensing great evil from it."

"Canaletto's reinforcements?"

"It's not here for Canaletto."

"Then what does it want?"

"My brother…" Said a female voice, they turned to see Erasentia standing there, unlike last time her appearance appeared in a choppy hologram matter. "And the girl."

"This must be the apparition the others were talking about." Cyperous said.

"Listen." Her voice echoed and image faded a bit. "I haven't got much time. At this moment they are taking out my body to erase what I know. I cannot stop her in my current state. And neither can you."

"He's the avatar, more powerful than anyone."

"Almost everyone…"

"Canaletto's power is dull compared to the powers of Veruka. I came here to warn you to stay out of it. Any interference of any kind and she will obtain your powers."

"She can't do that."

"She can." Erasentia held out her hand giving Jordan some sort of device. "But this will prevent that from happening."

"A power dampener?" She nodded. "What makes you think this will work?"

"Use it on yourself and find out." She said disappearing from their very eyes.

"I would advise against placing that thing upon yourself." Cyperous said as he saw the way Jordan was looking at it. "If you do this there's a slight chance Canaletto could escape."

"Canaletto…"

"What?"

"We could use this for Canaletto."

"What we should do is end his existence. Not prolong it."

"No one can end him." Jordan grinned. "Not yet anyway." He turned to leave but halted. "By the way...what did you do with Cypers' box?"

"Oh." He began digging in his pockets. "It's right…" His entire hand went through the hole in his pocket. "Here?"

"You better hope a Crog doesn't find that."

"I will retrace my steps."

"Don't bother. It will be found eventually."

"But-"

"Let's just enjoy the last bit of remaining peace we have left."

"If only Cyper could enjoy it."

"Cy doesn't want to be found this time does she?"

"No...I've never encountered this problem before."

"We'll find her."

Bei Berou sat down by the water in deep meditation. Trying to see if he could use his abilities to track down Cypers' whereabouts. But no matter what he tried he was not able to get a read on her.

"Come on, where are you?" He sighed wishing he could find a clue. He ignored the rustling in the tree above him until the branch broke landing squarely on top of him trapping a squirrel amongst the branches.

Bei Berou almost went back into meditation until he saw the object the squirrel was holding onto. He managed to grab it just as the squirrel escaped. Here in his hands was the object he needed.

Cypers' power box was now in his possession.