A/N: Yeah another short chapter. I know that its cruel but the story is almost finished.
Please review and tell me how much you hate it when an author writes a short chapter.
Zion laughed. "Do you really think you can kill ... arghhhh" Mar had appeared right in front Zion and was holding him up in midair, strangling him.
"Hmmm." Mar threw Zion to the ground. "No. I will not give you a quick death. You do not deserve it. I will make you suffer, just like you have made me suffer. Lucky for you I'm an honourable man."
Mar reached out to Zion as if giving him a hand. When Zion took it Mar held on tight and pulled the arm right off.
Mar laughed cruelly. "Maybe I'm not honourable after all."
Jak watched Mar laughing and saw that the wounds Zion made on Mar's forehead were bleeding steadily. Mar did not seem to notice at all. Instead he was whacking Zion on the head with the detached arm.
"Why are you hitting yourself Zion?"
Zion growled. "I am the first darkmaker. Show some respect you insolent swine."
"You want respect do you? Well you should of thought about that before you killed my parents."
Mar jammed the arm into Zions gaping mouth. Zion glared at him. Mar shoved the arm deeper and deeper and then...
"Stop it Mar," said Jak. "This isn't like you."
"You're right Jak. It isn't like me at all." Mar's face was covered in his own blood and still Mar took no notice of it. "Ya know what else isn't like me?"
Mar was seething with eco and as he spoke the eco seemed to reshape his body again. Green eco was now flooding up to his head, the blue eco was moving from his hair down to his legs while the red eco from his legs was moving up to his arms. The yellow eco went up to his throat. As the eco met in the center it mixed together with the black eco that had gathered there from the rest of him. Mar was now completely silver. The wounds on his forehead were gone and the blood seeping from them had also disappeared.
"You aren't needed here Jak." Mar pointed one of his fingers at Jak who was suddenly encased in a silvery goo. "I will spare your life because you are an enemy of the darkmakers but don't ever return here." Mar waved his hand and the silvery goo swallowed Jak.
The next thing Jak knew, he was back in Sandover Village. It was more chaotic then when he had left. There were metalhead bodies strewn all over the ground around the village. Sandover village itself wasn't doing to well either. The wall hlding back the swamp was completly destroyed and their was a giant hole in the middle of the village. Jak couldn't see the three sages anywhere so he headed for the only building still intact – Samos's hut.