" Do not worry about Clyde, he will arrive soon enough." Gaspard said looking towards a very confused Amelia. " You should be worried for your friend; she is no longer safe here." he turned and looked down into the well. "She's done her part, you must convince her to leave."

Zelgadis nodded. Soon this place would become a war zone and Zel didn't want for the last thing he cared for slip away from him. " I will speak with her." was all he said. He turned with a smile on his face as he saw Amelia. Before he could approach her the cold bony fingers of Gaspard's hand wrapped around Zel's wrist. Zel looked back at him.

"You are very noble Mr. Greywerds, but I must make sure that you are fully aware of what you are doing." Zelgadis' eyes rolled back into his head and he stood swaying. All of a sudden, Zel found himself in darkness, visions flashed through his mind, more memories that were not his. He saw a world with no magic, powerful machines that would no longer run, and he saw a castle in the desert submerging and returning to the surface across the sea. There were large yellow birds, ruined buildings, and cities. Then he blinked and he was seeing another world.

This world had large ships that flew in the air from place to place. There were large craters where something hit the planet, he saw a green river of life. The name occurred to him, it was the lifestream! If he recalled correctly his planet had one too. He saw people in blue uniforms, and large signs that read 'ShinRa'.

The next world he saw, had the bones of many dragons lost in mines. There were people there that resembled animals. He saw a great coliseum where people fought yearly in a contest know as the Contest of Champions. He saw a fallen goddess, a goddess that treated her creations like children. This world had technology that was long forgotten.

The last world that he saw was a small one, very few people lived here, there was a race of monsters called the mystics. The mystics and the humans disputed often. He saw a kingdom known as Guardia, and a bell, Nadia's Bell!

Zel shook his head, Gaspard was still standing before him, clutching his arm, " It is your choice Mr. Greywerds. Do you realize what those worlds are? Those worlds are the ones at risk from Diont. We have waited these many years for someone to come that can not be affected by his magic, but only recently has the pathway to this place opened in your dimension. Diont's magic is not extended to your plane, with this knowledge you may have a chance to contain him for good! Because of you these world will come to no harm."

Zelgadis sighed and looked to Amelia, this was not what he had come here to do. What if the old on was wrong? What if he could do nothing to this master of war? He looked back at Gaspard and wrenched his had out of the old mans grasp. " I swear that as long as I live the master of war shall be sealed." he said looking at the strange people that stood behind Gaspard.

He now stood in front of Amelia, who's head lifted at the sound of his footsteps in the sand. Zelgadis' smile seemed like a guilty one, He took her hands in his and slipped the ring on her finger. She looked into his eyes and smiled back at him happily, but she frowned when she saw the look on his face. "Let me stay and help too Zelgadis-sama, I don't want you to be here alone. I can help you."

"No Amelia, I want you to go back to Seyruun and wait there, I won't be long." he answered releasing her hands. She shook her head and threw her arms around his neck.

"No, I won't leave you! If I leave now you won't come back!" she cried. Zelgadis placed his hands on her shoulders and pressed his lips to her forehead. He stepped back out of her arms and turned away crossing his arms over his chest. "Zelgadis-sama, I can't leave you ...." she said beginning to approach him, but she stopped, she didn't move. She no longer could, her skin was now made of stone.

Zel turned slowly to see the frozen Amelia, he was angry now, who had done this to her? He whirled around and glared at the six people behind him. His eyes stopped on Janus, who oddly enough was smiling. " You!" he growled, pointing at him accusingly, "Magus."

"At your service." replied Janus, bowing.