Kun'nuk'kles climbed down into a hole, where the matter transmitter was hidden. There it was, before him! It stood 4 feet tall and consisted of a golden stand, holding a deeply blue orb, about 2 feet in diameter. It was the technology of the Ancients, indeed. None were left who knew how it worked, it just did. But it was fairly useless in any case. It only went to one location, and no one knew how to orient it to transmit elsewhere. The only people who used it were students and archaeologists. Currently, none of them were anywhere near there. He climbed up onto the orb, and felt himself being moved, piece-by-piece, to another location.
When his eyes were back in his head, he saw that he was on top of the Sanctuary, almost in the clouds. This was reassuring to Kun'nuk'kles. Perhaps he would not have to make the Sanctuary fly, after all. Maybe a Chaos Summons would work from here. He set the staff upright in a crack in the stone, and started chanting. "Ak'kun leoht! To'rikku su-shi-ki fel'lish! Chaos Spirit, I summon thee! Come to my presence, and meet thy doom!"
The words were caught by the wind and spun into the endless sky, as was the beam of light that pulsed from the staff. All there was to do now was to wait. He didn't have to wait long. The wind carried the sound of huge wing beats toward him from miles away. He spotted the speck on the horizon, white as the clouds, but rapidly approaching. Soon, he could make out exactly what it was. It was a huge bird, entirely white. It swooped in, and started to land. Its wings created a great down-draft, so that Kun'nuk'kles was forced to hold on to his staff, wedged in the rock, to keep from being blown away. The sack that held the Chaos Emeralds didn't so much as flutter in this intense wind, he noticed.
The great bird's talons crushed rock and ground stone as it gripped the Sanctuary's turrets for a perch. It looked at Kun'nuk'kles, opened its beak, and squawked, "Chaos White has answered your call, wizard of the Echidna race. Would you Imprison me, also, in a cage of Order and stone?"
"I would," Kun'nuk'kles replied, pulling his staff from the stones. "I am Kun'nuk'kles, and I must seal you in the Emerald, else Mobius shall fall asunder to the unfettered Chaos, and the Chaos Spirits would be all that lived on this barren planet."
Chaos White's eyes went wide. "What? Mobius is dying? I see… our very presence on this planet is tearing the life from the land… in that case…"
The great bird shuddered, and fell to the Sanctuary's floor. A white mist arose from the bird's body, and swirled toward Kun'nuk'kles, who was extremely surprised to say the least. "Do your Binding, Wizard," the Chaos Spirit said. "But hear this, also. There will come a time when all that you worked for, and even that which your creations strive for, will be lost. When that time comes, do not fear, but neither should you hesitate. For the Final will not stay bound here forever."
Kun'nuk'kles nodded, and started chanting. "Ak'kun leoht. Ned-le ky'lyu. Chaos Spirit, Order be Imposed upon ye. Imprison!"
The Spirit's form nodded, and started spiraling into one spot on the ground. And then, there was a white Emerald. "Thank you…" Kun'nuk'kles whispered to it as he put it in the sack with the other two.
