"Now that that problem is out of the way maybe we can get started." Janus said, tossing his scythe from one hand to the other. The smile he wore was rather unnatural for him, considering the grim mood that hung about him most of the time.

Deis slithered next to him and hit him on the head with the blue orb at the end of her scepter, "Stop fooling around! Why must you always make matters worse?" she yelled in his face, pointing behind her at the statue. "You may think its funny, but this isn't what I'd call a joke!"

"Silence woman, you talk too much, its not meant as a joke. Their little conversation was lasting a little too long, it was obvious that it wasn't about to end any time soon. I just simply ended it for them." he said, smiling innocently as he massaged the bump on his head. "I'd think that you of all people would be thanking me Deis." he remarked calmly, looking in the direction of the unmoving Amelia.

Deis hit him again, this was annoying her, Magus may have been one of the most powerful sorcerors, but he could sometimes act like a complete nuisance. Personally, Deis didn't fear him at all, on her world she was one of the beings considered to be almost as powerful as a god. So she had no problem with threatening him.

Janus was rubbing his head again, this was beginning to hurt. He had turned the girl into stone to be applauded, not to have the living daylights beaten out of him. These people didn't realize a genius at work when the saw one. They never appreciated his actions, they were always interprated as 'mean' or 'evil'. Sure he had been the leader of the mystics and had turned people into seemingly weak creatures, but that was beside the point! He knew that deep down everyone of them had been waiting for something like this to happen. All of them were tired of this place and all of them wanted to get back to their lives.

Vorimoth pulled his sword out of his belt and held it in his right hand. He agreed with Deis, the magus had gone too far this time. He didn't care if he was joking or not, this wasn't the right way to solve things. He looked over a Zelgadis, who was now staring at Janus with fire and blood dancing in his eyes. Something was wrong, Gaspard never said anything about the seventh being like this. Then something occurred to him and he turned his attention to Tae Grif. " What did you say bit him wolf?" he asked aloud.

The wolf creature looked up at the Blue Scar and his thoughts echoed through the warriors mind," A large serpent, it came out of the well and dropped some of it's venom on him." The wolf looked back at Deis who was still yelling at Janus.

Vorimoth scratched his chin then sat down in the dirt Indian-style. He remembered there being big snakes on his world, but he couldn't recall the effects of their venom.

"Turn her back to normal you monster!" Zelgadis growled, still staring at Janus. Now he had his sword in his hand and seemed as though he would lunge at the magus at any minute.

Doan reached into a pouch with several documents inside, and brought out a book on spells. He immediately began to riffle through it then stopped on the page he'd been searching for. "The only way than she can return to normal is if you knew the counter spell, but knowledge of that kind of magic has all but been forgotten."

"Are you sure there's no other way?" he demanded.

"Well, there is one alternative," Doan gulped looking to Gaspard, who wasn't paying attention in the lease, the only sign of life the old man gave, was the snot bubble that eased in and out of his nose as he snored. After blinking a few times Doan returned his gaze to Zel and nodded,"if the person that cast the spell were to perish, she should return to normal." He looked to Magus and shrugged.

A smile appeared on Zel's face as he looked to Janus,"That's fine with me." he muttered. Everyone stopped talking at once, and all eyes turned to Zel. Janus, who had been ignoring Deis for nearly five minutes, folded his arms across his chest and looked up at the sky.

"So, you think you can take me boy? Gaspard tells us that you are very skilled in combat. Let's see if his bragging holds true." he said snickering to himself, it had been a long time since he'd had a challenge like this one.

When Zelgadis began his charge, the battle was started. He swung his sword cutting through the magus' cloak. Now Janus' smile disappeared, he didn't like to have his cloak torn, but it didn't really matter to him, this battle wouldn't last long anyways. He let go of his scythe, which remained floating in the air. He muttered a few words and the weapon came to life, slashing at the chimera without mercy. This strange attack took Zel of guard and the scythe cut his cheek, blood began to drip from the wound.

While Zel was busy dealing with the living scythe, Janus began to cast his Dark Matter spell. He had almost completed it when he was interrupted by Tae Grif tackling him. Janus got up to realized that his living scythe spell had been disrupted as well. "This certainly puts an odd twist on things." he commented. He uttered a few words in the Mystic language and sent the wolf-like creature flying against the rock wall. During the confusion, everyone had forgotten about Zel, who was now breathing heavily and glaring a Janus.

"I remember now!" exclaimed Vorimoth, who was now on his feet and smiling. "The serpent that attacked Zelgadis must be from my world. Their poison brings out all of someones built up anger and transforms them into an unstoppable killer!" Deis was staring at him confused.

"If that's so, why do you seem so happy about it?" she sighed.

"Well, it's simple, all we have to do is not make him angry!" he chirped, "The venom doesn't take that effect until we do something to make him mad!" Everyone, with exception of the crazed Zelgadis and the sleeping elderly chap, glared at Vorimoth as if he was the most idiotic being in existence.

Tae Grif, who was now limping over to Vorimoth's side looked up at him. "Vorimoth, it's a little too late, I think we could have used this information sooner."