Warning: Gore ahead!

Chapter 36

Rhordan could feel the darkness slip in as she slowly lost consciousness, the air leaving her lungs and her eyes closing gradually. The hands wrapped around her throat squeezed tighter, intent on extinguishing her life once and for all.

Just before Rhordan drifted off, the pressure around her neck abruptly disappeared. Coughing and spluttering, she tried to regain her breath and figure out what or who had saved her. Her bleary eyes managed to focus on the dark version of Gideon fighting against an invisible force, he was wrenching himself back and forth as he struggled against the illusory attacker.

Rhordan couldn't see what it was that was strangling him, she wanted to rush to his aid, yet a part of her was afraid of interfering with whatever that had stopped him. It wasn't until he threw himself to the ground that she finally saw what was assaulting him, the bindings that had been wrapped around the sword were now alive and wrapping themselves around him viciously.

Dark Gideon struggled fruitlessly against the bindings, thrashing about restlessly before finally being held in place, both of his arms outstretched in front of him towards Rhordan. She couldn't figure out what the bands were trying to imply until Dark Gideon slapped his wrists together, pointing towards her once again.

Scrambling with the spatial ring, she fished out the Full Binding Bracers and struggled to put them onto Dark Gideon's arms. He was thrashing and hissing violently at her, trying to in any way stop what was happening. With the bracers in place, Dark Gideon was far less violent, he seemed almost docile with the odd hiss and baleful cry.

Hope bloomed in her heart as she stared at Dark Gideon, praying that he was fine or that whatever the binds did fixed him. Yet, as she watched Dark Gideon shuffle about the place, he seemed more like a doll being led by string rather than his own motor controls.

When Gideon felt the darkness invade his mind, he wanted to give Rhordan every chance to escape. He used what little mana he had left to force his mind into his core and shut down every part of himself he could with his power, how he had managed it still baffled him, but he didn't question it. If he could give her time to run away, then he would do so, even if it costed him his life.

Within his own core, he retained some semblance of consciousness, a baser sentience of instincts and clouded thoughts. He couldn't formulate a proper thought, nor could he retain it once he somehow managed to. It felt as if he had returned to his primitive form that he once took after his parents died, a wild animal that reacted on impulse and instinct rather than logic and morality.

Gideon could barely see out of the magic core, his entire attention centred on preventing the chaos energy from invading it like it had his body. He only caught a glimpse of Dark Gideon strangling Rhordan, but it was enough to send him spiralling, scrambling for just about anything that he could use to save her.

It wasn't until he could see Rhordan taking her last few breathes that he broke the barrier around his core to fight Dark Gideon, only to be harshly assaulted back into his core, but before he returned, he felt a vestige of his power at the edge of his mind. Zeroing in on it swiftly with everything he could, he found himself in control of a set of bindings that his baser self couldn't identify, though that didn't stop him from using them to assault Dark Gideon.

When he managed to wrestle Dark Gideon to the ground, he found the power of him lessening under the effects of the bindings, yet it wasn't enough to prevent him from fighting relentlessly back. An abrupt memory blurred to life in the vague trace of his mind that reminded him of something else that could reduce the power of Dark Gideon, except he knew not what it was called nor what it did, only that it was supposed to go onto his forearms.

Gideon got lucky when Rhordan managed to work out his pathetic attempt at charades, Dark Gideon's power reduced greatly as soon as she put the material on Dark Gideon's forearms, it was enough for him to have some breathing room. With the binds in place, and Dark Gideon partially docile, he could somewhat control the movement of his old body through the use of the binds.

It was difficult at first, but after a few minutes of failed attempts, he was able to have Dark Gideon walking like a puppet. Gideon could only focus on his ingrained goal of saving Rhordan, and with his baser self in charge it meant following the single plan he thought of, get as far away from her as possible. Dark Gideon maybe docile for now, but that didn't mean he would stay that way forever.

Gideon clumsily shuffled Dark Gideon away from Rhordan, trying to put as much distance as possible between them. With Dark Gideon's chaos element, he could now see further than he had before, allowing him to turn around and engage how far he managed to shuffle, except he came face to face with Rhordan. She had followed behind him quietly, watching him with curiosity.

With a lazy swing, Gideon tried to dissuade her from following him, yet she didn't flinch, nor did she step away. Irked that the person his baser mind was trying to save refused to stay away from him, Gideon powered Dark Gideon off into the darkness, straying far from the wall. No matter where he went, no matter what, Rhordan wouldn't leave him. She stuck to him like glue, refusing to leave no matter how many times he tried to attack her.

After an hour of shuffling, a strange construct gradually entered his vision, the darkness making it difficult to tell what it was supposed to be though it may hold salvation for Rhordan. Turning towards it, he ambled over to it, his baser mind still trying to find a way to ditch Rhordan once he got her to the thing before him.

The structure stunned Rhordan when she finally caught sight of it, her mind reeling as to why such a thing existed. The structure was a crude cage made out of the bones of magical beasts, except there was nothing inside it, nothing visible to the naked eye that is.

Gideon's instincts told him that something had resided here, that the cage had held a powerful entity that had escaped over however long it had been here for. His mind couldn't formulate more than the single thought that a dangerous predator escaped its cage and could potentially be still down here, so he opted to flee like a prey would at the sight of remnants of a predator.

Mustering every ounce of power he could, he pushed Dark Gideon away from the cage, heading deeper into the abyss. Rhordan wanted to study the cage, yet she couldn't let Gideon out of her sight. She now knew that Gideon could see within the darkness, and that meant if something came up then he could turn away from it.

Rhordan didn't know why she followed him, she knew that no matter what she never wanted to be separated from him again, but there was something more. Something that she wasn't seeing, something that compelled her to not only stay by his side, but to also protect him no matter what. In his current state, bound by the bindings, and the Full Binding Bracers, his power would be next to nothing. He would defenceless if anything attacked him, not that they had any power to fight with anyway.

As they walked through the darkness, she thought hard on rune constructs, determined to find one that could save Gideon. Yet, with her limited knowledge, she could only think of ways of binding him even further, or putting him to sleep, neither of which would resolve their current situation. She did have one problem though. Her mana was still being drained by the first rune, and if they didn't find shelter or freedom soon, she would be in the exact state Gideon was in except without the strange ability to use those bindings to contain herself like he somehow did.

Rhordan could feel mana exhaustion settling in after another hour of walking through the abyss, she knew her time was running out. She stilled followed Gideon, sticking resolutely to her desire to stay by his side no matter what.

Gideon's baser mind was growing frantic, it could tell that something was wrong with Rhordan, and if she didn't leave this abyss soon, she wouldn't last long. Picking up his speed, forgoing his hesitancy to stress his body and break it out of trying to push past his limit, focusing entirely on finding something to save her.

Half an hour later, he caught sight of another structure. Changing his direction, he charged directly towards it, causing Dark Gideon's foot to break upon a rock. With a cry of anguish, Dark Gideon rose his ugly head, finally awoken from the catatonic state he had been put into. He used the pain to focus his mind and fight against Gideon, refusing to be a puppet any longer.

Dark Gideon flew himself to the ground and started to thrash around violently, trying to remove the bracers from his arms and restore his power. He fought against Gideon, vying to rupture the control he had over the body's magical core. The two fought for dominance over the other, neither backing down for a second.

Rhordan watched hopelessly at Gideon's internal fight, her mana was drained to the point that any use of magic could end her, and her mind refused to cooperate with the rest of her body. Though she didn't have the darkness invading her, she was next to useless and just as sluggish as Gideon had been.

When he had practically charged ahead, she was optimistic that he had found something, but when she heard a loud crack followed by the fighting before her, she knew that something was wrong. With her dazed mind, she couldn't recall the location that Gideon was rushing to, nor could she use the direction he was facing as guidance as he thrashed violently on the ground. All she could do was wait and see who rose from the tussle, whether it was the Gideon that wanted to kill her, or the one that mindlessly wandered the abyss trying to flee from her side.

Gideon fought hard against the weakened Dark Gideon, his own power was heavily diminished, and he doubted he could go on much longer. Except he had to, for the girl behind him, he had to fight.

Wrapping the binds tighter around Dark Gideon, he pushed onwards, ignoring the assault of the chaos being controlling his body. The structure slowly faded into view, it was part of a massive dark stone door that seemed to be sealed shut. With a forceful grunt, Gideon rammed himself against the door, trying in vain to open it.

With each thud, the door remained unyielding, but Gideon refused to relent. Rhordan had managed to follow him, staring hopefully at the large stone door, though she found herself sinking to the ground, unable to keep herself upright.

Somehow, after repeatedly hammering away at the door, it finally opened with a colossal cracking sound that echoed throughout the abyss. Gideon braced himself and stopped himself from falling through, he shuffled painfully towards Rhordan. He grabbed her by her collar and dragged her into the structure, uncaring to the somewhat pained groans she made as possible salvation stood before them.

The moment he crossed the threshold, the door practically slammed shut behind them. Standing within a dark corridor, he found he couldn't actually see through the darkness like had in the abyss. Then, with shuddering quake through the ground, a blinding blue light exploded into his eyes, knocking him out cold.

Rhordan sluggishly looked at her surroundings, the darkness within here was identical to the outside, except it didn't feel evil, rather just that there was no light. The blinding blue light that smashed into Gideon sent him flying across the room, slamming into the door behind them. Startled, Rhordan tried to find the source of the magic, except she couldn't see anything.

With immense effort, she heaved herself to her feet, shuffling similar to Gideon she stood before him, painfully holding her arms out wide. Whoever or whatever casted that magic spell may attack again, and she doubted that Gideon could survive another shot like the first one. She had hoped the rune would still be in place to aid her, but she knew it dissolved the moment they passed through the door, her mana no longer able to supply it with power.

"Why do you protect that fiend, girl?" An ice-cold feminine voice spoke from the darkness, it held a note of malice and hatred towards Gideon, though it held nothing towards Rhordan.

"He's… my… friend…" Rhordan painfully spoke, her dazed mind already rebelling against her standing there, her trying to speak was akin to giving the rebels an armoury of weapons. Rhordan nearly fell to one knee from the effort of speaking, though her resolution to stand strong against their attacker pushed her to stand once again. "You… want… to… kill… him…you… go…through…me…"

"Hmm…" The unknown attacker thought pensively, then with a snap of her fingers, the room suddenly lit up with blue orbs floating haphazardly in the air. There before Rhordan, stood a transparent elderly woman, her long white hair was tied neatly into a ponytail and her wrinkled features depicted her age, yet her ice blue eyes shone with a knowledgeable and wise look. She wore a set of elegant royal blue robes that were decorated with various sea life engraved in a far lighter blue colour.

She stood not far from them, her transparent form floating not more than a foot off the ground, her hand over her mouth as she thought pensively. Rhordan could barely hold herself up any longer, falling painfully to her knees, she awaited the ghost's answer to her claim.

"You are young, little girl, you must learn to let go." The old woman floated forward, her mind made up as she headed towards Gideon's unconscious form. Rhordan tried to get to her feet once again but her body betrayed her, instead she could do the only thing she could think of.

"Please!... Help… him… he's… not… gone… yet…" Rhordan begged the ghost woman, lowering her head to the ground, bowing before the old woman in hopes that she would relent and spare Gideon.

With a strained sigh, the old woman floated over to Gideon. She spared a look towards the girl still bowing on the floor and extended her hand, resolving herself to put the boy out of his misery and teach the girl a valuable lesson. Yet, when her hand reached the boy, she found something strange, something she didn't think was possible.

"Hmph! The boy doesn't quit." The old woman smiled to herself, the body may have been knocked out, but the magic core still roared with life. The moment she touched Gideon's body, she felt that it and its core held two separate minds, a chaos filled one and one similar to that of an animal. If she hadn't been locked away down in this place for countless centuries, she would have done away with the boy, but the prospect of trying out an experiment of hers persuaded her otherwise. "Hmm… There may be a way to save him… but would you be willing to make a sacrifice, girl?"

"Anything!" Rhordan couldn't believe her ears, after everything they had been through within the abyss, there was nothing that she wouldn't do to save Gideon and get themselves out of the hell they somehow managed to survive in.

"Don't be too hasty, girl." The old woman giggled to herself, she waved a hand and Gideon's body rose off of the floor. She moved over to Rhordan and laid her ethereal hand upon her head, with a sudden icy burst of coldness rocketing through her, Rhordan felt somewhat revitalised. Though her mana was still depleted, she felt she could get to her feet without falling again.

"I can't lose him." Rhordan's voice returned, though she still slurred some of her words. "We have been through too much to just give up now."

"I see…" The old woman pensively thought, floating further into the strange dark stone construct. The flying blue orbs following her the moment she passed them. Rhordan shakingly followed behind, eager to find a way to save Gideon. "The boy's core is still intact, though his body is saturated with chaos energy. I can remove the chaos energy from within him, but I first have to remove his core."

"Wouldn't that kill him!" Rhordan wasn't sure what would happen if his core was removed, all they knew was that it was a part of them, like an internal organ. When an internal organ was removed, it could cause irreparable damage upon the rest of the body.

"That is what I mean by sacrifice, girl." The old woman chuckled, turning around the corner of the stone construct with practiced ease. "The chance to save him is almost minute, one small mistake and he will die. Without a physical form, I cannot remove his core, that role lies with you."

"What?" Rhordan paled when she heard what she said, rolling the words through her mind and trying to interpret them in any other way. "You want me to… cut him open and remove his core?"

"In a manner of speaking, though it is far more complicated than that." The old woman entered into an open room, one that was far larger than the tunnels and had lighter coloured stone walls. The blue orbs automatically moving to fixed positions in the room, lighting up several tables filled with weird and strange objects, an empty block of stone in the centre of the room was where she laid Gideon down. "But, to put it simply, you only need to cut out his magic core, and prevent it from trying to return to its body."

Rhordan gulped hard, she didn't know if she had the courage to open Gideon up and pull out his magical core, the sight of her tearing into him could scar her for life, but the thought of losing him hurt her far worse. Heaving a deep sigh, she stared expectantly at the old woman, resolute in doing what she had to in order to save Gideon.

"Good girl! Take that knife over there and remove his shirt." The old woman spoke with a hint of glee in her voice, she hovered by a table where she pointed to an old looking knife. With slight hesitation, Rhordan grabbed the knife and stood before Gideon, steeling herself for what she was about to do. Cutting his shirt off, she stared at his darkened chest, wondering where his magic core lied. "At the centre of his chest just to the right of his heart is the magic core, you must open it up and remove it carefully. One wrong move and he dies."

A shaking breath escaped Rhordan, taking the knife, she held it cautiously as she slowly cut into Gideon's skin. Cutting a line down his chest, she slowly parted his flesh and looked inside, trying her best to ignore the black ichor like blood oozing out of him. Apart from the normal muscles and tissue of a human body, she could faintly see a slight glow from behind his rib cage. With another careful cut, she pushed through until she managed to see a dim green orb at the centre of his chest, protected by parts of his rib cage.

"You'll have to break his ribs in order to get the core out." The old woman instructed Rhordan, she floated over Rhordan's shoulder, a dark smile growing on her face as she watched the girl slowly take hold of the boy's rib and, with strained effort, snapped it off. Doing the same for the other rib, she was finally able to reach in and touch his core.

It felt odd as she easily lifted it out of his chest, she had thought that it would have been far harder to remove it since it was considered part of them. Holding the dim green orb in her hand, she felt a sudden warmth exuding from it, a feeling of familiarity and comfort filled her. The orb recognised her, how or why was beyond her, but she felt at peace holding it in her hands.

"Now comes the hard part…" The old woman muttered aloud, Rhordan moved far from her and Gideon's body, intent on following her instructions to the letter though there was something twitching inside Rhordan's own core, a part of her reacting to the old lady moving past her. With a blinding blue light, the old woman's elemental energy invaded Gideon's body, forcing it to rise into the air.

An evil darkness slowly oozed out of every pore on his body, leaving behind no trace as it dripped onto the floor. The blue energy swamping through his body and purging the chaos energy from within, casting it out by any means. Gideon's body floated in the air for a long time, but something still felt odd to Rhordan. The old woman said to not let his core return to his body, but for some reason, Gideon's magic core didn't fight her. It stayed there contentedly, as if it had no idea what was going on around it.

The blinding blue light suddenly ceased, Gideon's body no longer looked as dark or twistedly evil as before. She watched with a slight suspicion gnawing at her mind, one that told her something was wrong despite everything going exactly as the old woman had said. Though, that wasn't until a second core magically floated up from nowhere and suddenly bolted into Gideon's open chest.

"You have no idea how long I've waited for an empty body." The old woman cackled evilly, a dark grim smile growing on her face as she looked jubilantly at Gideon's body. Rhordan tried to rush forward, only to be met with a row of ice shards exploding from the ground and halting her progress. "Hahaha, little girl, you foolishly brought that boy to me. His core had fought with his body, and the two detached from one another, leaving me a perfect body to take over. So, as thanks, I won't kill you when I am reborn."

Rhordan stared dumbfoundedly as she watched the old woman raise in the air and started chanting, yellow magic suddenly enveloped her and before Rhordan could react, it dove into the clear core that she had placed within Gideon's body. The yellow light surrounded Gideon's body, lifting it into the air once again, growing bright with each passing second.

A raging inferno of hatred erupted from within Rhordan, she and Gideon had fought hard to survive, and now this woman threatened to take it away. She could suddenly feel a coldness in his hands, shifting her gaze away from the dazzling display of yellow light to the dim green orb in her hands. The light inside it was slowly dying, how or why didn't matter to Rhordan, the fact that Gideon was dying in her hands broke her.

"I am reborn!" Gideon's voice echoed in the room, the yellow energy was gone and now the old woman, in Gideon's body without the cut opened chest, stood before Rhordan with a triumphant smirk on her new face. Rhordan turned frigidly towards the old woman, pain and sorrow filling her as she glared utter hatred towards the fiend that had tricked her. "Oh, don't look so angry little girl, it's not like you stand a chance against me. You are beyond weak, and helpless. HAHAHAHAHA"

The rage growing inside her suddenly stilled into a calm sea as the old woman laughed hysterically. A sudden external force connected with Rhordan, a force of power that existed all around her and within her, it felt as if she was connected with another realm that existed just beyond her sight, one that she had felt she had connected to once before back at the village in the Forest of Ravas.

Cutting everything out of her mind, she focused on that feeling, drawing it within herself. She felt the presence of Gideon within her hand, his soul weak and slowly slipping from reality as it had no form to hold him any longer. Before her she could see the soul of the old woman, a swirling mass of evil blue and yellow light that originated within the centre of Gideon's chest. She could feel the horrifying wickedness within the soul of the old woman, as if her true self was presented to Rhordan.

Focusing on the old woman's soul, she found that the edges of it hadn't conformed to that of Gideon's body. She had examined herself before and found that her soul didn't just exist at the centre of her body, rather it was everywhere, in every part of her. It was her in every sense, but the old woman had only just merged with the crystal core inside Gideon's body.

Rhordan wanted to reach out and tear her soul from his body, but it was protected by the crystal core. She felt helpless once again, yet she refused to give up. Summoning every ounce of willpower she had left, she charged forward towards the still laughing old woman, who upon seeing her rush at her with fury in her eyes, only laughed harder.

"Little girl, you are powerless, there is nothing you can do against me. Undaria Wellard, the Sixth of The Nine Lords" Undaria roared with laughter, she couldn't believe her eyes that a weak little girl would try to stand up against her, especially after showing off her powers. Undaria was enjoying the moment until Rhordan was within a few feet of her, that was when she finally noticed the growing purple energy around Rhordan's fist. A cold sense of dread filled her as she watched the glowing fist thrust straight towards her new core.

The impact didn't harm the old woman, or even the body she was residing in, instead a glowing yellow light burst through Gideon's chest, a split second later when the old woman thought she was worried for nothing, she quickly realised what had happened.

"No… that's IMPOSSIBLE!" Undaria roared in disbelief as her soul was forced from the crystal core, the attack tearing her from her new body after the purple energy enveloped her soul and core, it sent her hurtling towards one of the dark gloomy walls. Steadying herself, she floated in mid-air as ghost once more. "YOU! Little girl, you will pay! I WILL KILL YOU!"

Before Undaria could use her magical power to attack, she was suddenly frozen in place by a superior force, one that directed hatred and rage towards her. Rhordan held her hand out towards Undaria, without the crystal core protecting her anymore, Rhordan could feel that the power she has access to could do what she had desired for earlier. Closing her open hand, Undaria started to be crushed by the superior force, quashing her soul easily.

"You… you are a spirit mystic!" Undaria exclaimed in shock, realising her mistake in arrogantly thinking that the little girl posed no threat to her. Since she hadn't fully bonded with the body, she was beyond weak, and now in her pure spirit form, she was at the mercy of the little mystic. "Mercy!"

"You never thought to give Gideon mercy, you just took without thought…" Rhordan's words were filled with venom, her unbridled rage manifested as she slowly crushed the old woman, coldness filling her eyes as she glared unflinchingly.

"Wait! I can teach you… give you any item you want!" Undaria begged fruitlessly, Rhordan wasn't listening nor did she care about the old woman pleading for her life. In the past day alone, she had lost Gideon, nearly been killed by him before getting him back, only to sit there and watch helplessly as the old crone tried to take his life. Her hatred and rage overwhelmed her senses, threatening to destroy her mind and snuff out her soul, and yet she was held back from the brink by the dimly glowing green orb in her hand.

"I have had enough of people trying to kill us for their own gain!" Rhordan spoke coldly, expressing the words she held within her raging heart. "We just want to go home, and people like you appear around every corner. No… no more… never again!"

With her last words spoken, Rhordan crushed Undaria completely, the old woman's soul exploded into a sparkling array of bluish yellow light before evaporating in seconds. Standing their silently, Rhordan wanted to be upset that she had killed another living being out of spite and hatred, but something plagued her mind that her rage prevented her from fully realising.

Snapping her sight onto the dim green core in her free hand once again, she abruptly remembered what caused her cold rage in the first place. Scrambling forward, she rushed to where Gideon's body lay on the floor. Grabbing he knife once again, she cut open his chest and broke his ribs, though this time instead of the core coming out easily, it stayed firmly inside. Frantic, Rhordan used the knife to gouge out the crystal core, uncaring of the damage she was doing to Gideon as his soul was growing dimmer by the second.

With the crystal core removed, she threw it away and picked up Gideon's core. The green orb's light was barely there, it looked akin to a jade stone rather than the magical core belonging to Gideon. She tried using her newfound ability to command spiritual energy to infuse Gideon's soul with life, a process she found futile as his core rejected the energy. Nothing she tried would work, no amount of energy she tried to flow into his core would restore his dying soul.

A last-ditch effort, she place his core inside the mess she made of his chest, hoping something would happen. She tried to infuse it with spirit energy again, but her attempts were garnering nothing. A spark of a thought reminded her of the crystal blood, withdrawing it from the ring, she let a drop land on his chest, except it did nothing.

Rhordan cried in anguish as Gideon's soul grew impossibly dull, seconds away from blinking out completely. With a great heave, Rhordan smashed the entire bottle onto Gideon's chest, uncaring to the loss of such a priceless treasure. The blood red liquid soaked into his wounds, though it still did nothing.

Tears flowing down her cheeks, Rhordan slammed her hands into his chest, begging anything that could hear her to save Gideon. With her eyes tightly shut, she failed to see the purple energy coating her hands, lightning sparking off of them with each him. Snapping open her eyes, she made one last strike to his chest.

Lightning exploded from her hands, shocking Gideon's body completely. Staring wildly at her hands, she felt her mind ache from the final use of the dwindling mana remaining in her body used in that strike. Yet, her actions yielded nothing, no evidence of life nor that of a breath, nothing but blood and the freezing cold.

Holding her hands to her chest in defeat, she knelt by his lifeless body, feeling a coldness settle into her heart. Tears dripping endlessly from her eyes, but sound was uttered, Rhordan just sat there silently mourning Gideon's death. A final thought passed through her mind, one that caused her endless woe and anguish.

What did we ever do to deserve this?

Author's Note: I'm evil… and this time not in a good way.

Spirit magic is yellow in colour but that is only to the human eyes, in truth it is the dark grey that the pair saw back at the forest, but because this form of darkness is unable to be seen by humans without their mind breaking and their soul being evaporated their minds alter the form to a yellowish colour.

Also, though the pair are mystics, they are only mystics in one element, there can never be a mystic of more than one element. To put it simply, a mystic's soul is born from the element itself, therefore it can command it as if it was their own power, however this cannot be the case for multiple elements as the soul has to be born directly from it.

So, Garfield is a nature mystic and Raven is a spirit mystic. Raven has a secondary element of Lightning, a rare case as it is two combination elements.

Also, the Nine Lords are people to keep an eye on…

Comments:

Frog31791 – Thanks for the comment. Glad to hear it. Also the others will make an appearance but at the moment I don't know when as I have a lot to do to build up the pair, so for now it is just them two but I promise that they will make an appearance at some point. (I also am thinking about including some of the Justice League as well, but I don't know when I will make a scene for them all to appear in)