Dynast's mangled body lay smoking on the ground. The pieces of it that remianed were charred to the point where it looked like someone had spilt a bag of oal on the ground. But the fact remained that Dynast's body had, indeed, survived the giga slave to some degree. "I still see him, but is he dead?" asked Xelkitti, squinting at the smoking ashes. "I- Uhhhhnnn" Said Verath, as he sank to the ground. Saej dropped in a similar manner. "What? What's wrong?" asked Xelfan12, as he was torn away from the remains of dynast by one of Verath's moans. "I've gotta re-form." said verath, weakly. "That took a lot out of me... it was a whole giga slave, and I'm not a natural human, you know..." "What? A WHOLE Giga-Slave? How'd that happen?" asked Xelkitti. "Didn't you feel it? The power? The lord of nightmares obviously isn't tethered to one place at a time." said Verath, his aura beginning to resonate. Saej slowly melted into a sphericaL shape, and entered verath's chest. Verath immediately began shaking. "Son of a bitch!" He yelled, his mouth dripping blood. "I need Gaaz. I can't hold the power of an un-nullified mozaku." He coughed up blood and keeled over on his side. "but Gaaz is dead!" said Xelfan12, in a panic. He looked back at Gaaz's dead body, as if he was expecting it to come back to life any moment now. "SShit!" Sputtered verath. "His sould shouldn't be too far through the trials of death. Go get it!" Verath was becoming increasingly worse, and for some reason couldn't expel Saej. "But we can't ressurect something as complex as a dragon!" Whined Xelkitti. "I'm not asking you to do that! Just get the damned soul!" said Verath, as he lost conciousness due to pain and blood loss. "Fine. I'll go into the spectral plane." said Xelkitti. "You stay here and keep an eye on verath." Xelfan12 nodded, and Xelkitti shifted into the spectral plane. From there, she traveled deeper through the eerie silence, and arrived near the place where all souls eventually wind up. The spectral plane was basically just a version of the normal plane, but it had a green hue, and everything sort of rippled when touched. After searching for a while, she finally saw a small glint of light floating around in the distance. She cast a freeze arrow on it, and it solidified. She grabbed the soul, and attempted to shift back to the normal plane. The soul seemed to be anchored in place, and the harder she tried to shift, the harder it was to move. "Damnit." thought Xelkitti. "Why... Won't... this... thing... MOVE!" She yanked with all her force, and a tremendous ripping noise was made, and she fell backwards as she entered to normal plane. "Christ... This whole "fabric" of space and time pun is pissing me off." She hurried over to a limp verath, with xelfan12 casting constant healing spells on him to keep the bleeding to a minimum.. "Ok, so now what the fuck do we do with this?" asked Xelfan12. Xelkitti shrugged, and just threw it down on Verath's chest. The ice shattered, and the soul entered. Verath's eyes opened, and the first thing he yelled was "Look out!' Xelfan12 turned around, but was still blindsided by a giant fist. It was Dynast's fist. "He survived?" Asked Xelkitti, shocked. "Damn right he did." Verath said, getting up. "But how the hell did he survive 4 giga slaves, let alone the world?" Asked Xelfan12. The fist was slowly crawling towards them. it was obviously taking Dynast some time to regenerate. But, without the element of surprise and time to prepare for it's next move, the fist was basically powerless. "Dragon slave!" yelled Xelkitti, and the fist blew apart again. "Ok, so he didn't die. What the hell?" 'What the hell, indeed!" Yelled Dynast's voice. Everyone swerved their heads in different directions, but Dynast was no where to be found. "And hell is exactly where you'll all be going once I finish up here!" His voice echoed, and then stopped. Then, from a particularly large mound of ashes, a crystal shot up. It was a gold crystal, and slightly transparent. Inside were black phantoms of faces with grotesque expressions on them. Among them were dynasts, shabranigdos, Ceipheed, and several preps. Dynast's head seemed to move, but it could have been a trick of the light. His voice came on again. "Here's the new and improved me!" He shouted proudly. "What? A crystal?" asked verath. "No, fool!" said Dynast, and with that, the crystal began vibrating at a high frequency, and then shattered. "Nice move, dumbass." said Xelkitti. Dynast did not respond, but a giant black vortex appeared in place of the crystal. The air around it was shaking, sending vibrations throughout the room. The light warped, and it became darker, although the atmosphere made it seem a lot more fearful. Out of the hole emerged an armored hand. It was gold, just like the crystal had been. It grasped the edge of the dimensional rift, and pulled. It moved over the rest of him, and revealed the "new and improved" Dynast. He was a huge monolith with moving parts. He seemed to be carved from the very face of rock from which this new armor was made. It glistened and sparkled, but at the same time created a darkness that hurt your eyes when you looked at it. His body seemed to be the same construct as before, except it was plated with this lovely and horrific crystal. Dynast's right arm was back, and it was now a gigantic blade instead of a claw. Dynast's real body was still embedded halway into the chest cavity, but he was armored as well, and now carried a staff and sword. The sword had a ruby blade, and the staff had a black jem in it's head. "Now..." started dynast, as he turned to face everyone. "Now that you have seen my ultimate form, are you really sure you want to fight?" Everyone looked at him, slightly puzzled. "I asked you a question! I await your answer." Xelfan12 stepped forward. "What do you mean 'join you'? After the treacherous acts of your former cohorts, I'd think you would have had enough!" Dynast laughed. "I HAVE had enough! Enough of your treachery! That is why I meant for you to join me in the manner I am about to demonstrate." Everyone watched closely as dynast jabbed one of his arms through midair. It went straight through the air, and when he pulled it back, he had DSD in his grasp. "No!" shouted xelkitti, but she restrained herself and stood back; there was nothing she could do. "WAAAAAAYAAAAAAH! Let go!" screamed DSD. Dynast's arm engulfed her in a liquid version of the crystal. Her face soon appeared among those of preps. "Sick bastard." Started Xelfan12. "You drove me to this! You were the ones who cast the giga slave!" Said Dynast. 'What are you getting at?" asked Verath, impatiently. 'Why, can't you see?" asked Dynast, as he tapped on his gold plating. "Does this color remind you of anything?" Xelfan12 gasped. "Shit... it can't be possible..." he said. "Oh, but it's not!" said Dynast. "i haven't actually absorbed the Lord of Nightmares. I have simply borrowed a small fraction of her power. This crystal was laying dormant inside of me. All it needed was a little more juice." Dynast laughed. "Now, I ask you again. Join or die?" Xelfan12, Verath, and Xelkitti all shouted "Never!" in unison. "Then I'm afraid it's death for you all!" said Dynast, gleefully. "but let's have a little fun, first. Verath! Come here!" Verath looked puzzled, but then slowly began walking towards Dynast. "Excellent." said Dynast. 'Now, Verath! Make them bleed!" Verath's eyes were glowing a dark blue as he turned and faced Xelkitti and Xelfan12.