The sun was now rising and Janus stood, waiting for his full strength to return to him. He knew the fate of worlds was at risk, but since when had he cared for the benefit of others? He had more important things to do. That old fool Gaspard interrupted him in the middle of his search to find Schala to drag him out to this dry crevice in the earth known only as the Ravine of Time. Then the geezer had the guts to turn him to stone, of all the nerve! Well, it was too late to say no now; he might as well get it over with and help out. The sooner this was done with, the sooner he could continue looking for Schala.

Janus did respect the old fart once, but those days were over. To him, Gaspard was just a helpless puppet, used to do whatever the Gods wanted. Spekkio on the other hand was a guy he admired; he was physically strong, as well as a powerful magic user, with the ability to take the form that best suits him. Usually, the small kawalla bear had no trouble fooling its enemies into thinking that it was nothing but helpless. But Janus saw him for the master of war.

Janus smiled and began to fool around with his scythe, jabbing and cutting at an imaginary foe before him, his typical exercise. After a few moments of this he stopped and sat on a rock right by a pool of water. He wiped the sweat of his forehead and looked at his reflection. It was as he suspected he hadn't age at all. His hair was the same; the pale skin of his face was unchanged. No wrinkles decorated the area around his eyes.

He smiled at himself, his fangs were sharp as ever, a feature that along with his widow's peak made him look a tad vampiric. He admired himself for a moment. " Not only are you the most powerful evil time traveling sorcerer in the world . . . " he said grinning, " . . . but the handsomest as well." He closed his eyes and snickered to himself.

" Don't get so full of yourself Magus, stop playing around we have work to do!" Came a voice from behind him. Janus's eye's opened and he raised one of his eyebrows as he lifted his head. He stood and turned in one motion.

" Ah its you." He replied, his grin was now a frown, he looked over the woman before him, her head, torso, and arms were that of a human, but from the waist down she was snake.

" Well that was a refreshing nap, I could have used a few more years time." Deis remarked, " You just awoke did you not?"

Janus nodded, " Not but fifteen minutes ago" he said looking away then bending down to pick up his scythe.

Deis leaned on her staff a bit, " I woke about hour ago, have you seen Clyde yet? Gaspard said he'd be closer to our side of the ravine. He was the last to be frozen so I don't know where he was sealed exactly."

" He hasn't come through this way, but we don't have time to wait around, it won't be too long till we're supposed to meet the others." Janus answered, starting down the path as he twirled his scythe.

Deis glanced back at the way that she had come from, then reluctantly followed the wizard.


Clyde shook his head. His skin was returning too normal. He was no longer made of gray stone but flesh. His surroundings were the same, he was too. How long had it been? He hadn't really found out the details of his job. Mostly because he hadn't cared. He moved around a bit. He was a little sore from being like that for so long. He looked around himself at the rock walls until he saw the path that led deeper into the Ravine. He pulled down the piece of cloth that covered his face. He looked up at the sky, time had begun to move again. Realizing this he ran down the path to join the others.