"Gates of Heaven; Gates of Hell, open thyself and lend me thine ear. Guardian of souls listen to my plea, grant this lowly follower of the daughter of life thy time."
Kikori's pendent pulsed with magic. All around her, blue spots of light appear in the air and gently fall on to the ground around her.
"Souls and spirits through thy door. Dark and Light and Shadows is their guide. Lend me thy power oh great gates, share with me your wisdom oh great guardians. Let mine life guide the lost back to the living."
The blue lights around her suddenly stopped all movement. Explosions sounded all around the priestess, but nothing mattered except the casting, the spell. Scorching flames detonated around her, never touching her.
"Let he who is knocked away be guided back. Be It Light, be it Dark, be it everything between the two gates, let the lost spirit be guided back. I call upon thee in the name of mine goddess, Daughter of Life, Child of Will, Goddess of Healing! Answer my plea oh Guardians of the gates of death!"
The dots of blue light gathered together in over Kikori's Pendent and pulsed softly over Ranma's still form.
"Come back Ranma… Please… Come back…"
Act 1: Final Chapter, Part 2
…then I saw it…
That's it… come closer… Ryouga thought to himself as the three trackers slowly converged to where he knelt, Lost too much blood for that regeneration spell to be much effect… but having so much blood out does have it's advantages…
The three trackers grinned and raised their swords.
"Heh, why do people like you always want to gloat before killing?" Ryouga whispered before bursting into action. A quick leg sweep knocked two of the trackers down. The third growled and swung his sword down digging the blade deep into Ryouga's shoulder.
"Big mistake…" Ryouga grinned, bearing his fangs, "Life of all, death of all, I call upon the creation of life and death. Feast on this field of bloody hatred! BLOOD GOLEM!"
The blood around Ryouga burst from the ground and surrounded him, snapping the sword that was imbedded in Ryouga's shoulder. The musk trackers all took a step back and watched in sick fascination as the blood of both their allies and enemy gathered around where Ryouga was kneeling until an orb of blood is formed all around the kneeling caller.
"I smell… death…"
The orb of blood suddenly exploded creating a rain of blood to reveal Ryouga standing beside a humanoid figure, around the same height as Ryouga, made purely out of blood on the battlefield.
"Blood golem…"
"Ahh, it's you. Are we having a party today?"
Ryouga turned his head and faced the blood golem, "We're hunting hunters today…"
The three trackers looked at each other in uncertainty and quickly retreated towards the city walls.
"Those three?"
"Yeah…"
"This will be fun." The blood golem turned itself into a puddle of blood and slithered away, chasing the three retreating trackers.
Ryouga chuckled before grabbing a sword from a fallen soldier and walked towards the fighting.
Mousse thanked the goddess silently as his wounds all healed in seconds as he continued to pull himself towards the fox like tracker. The Musk tracker snared angrily at the Amazon and releases a barrage of fireballs at Mousse as he sped towards himself.
"I should've just fought my way through all those soldiers" Mousse muttered to himself before releasing his chain and pulling out large shield, deflection all the fireballs towards the ground. Right after Mousse landed, swords flashed all around him. Desperately trying to survive, forgetting all about his initial goal, Mousse pulled out another shield and covered his whole body with the two shields like an egg.
"I REALLY didn't want to use this…" Mousse muttered to himself once again within the protection of his shield. Clashing of metal on his shield sounded repeatedly around him, "Oh hells, Goddess forgive me and all that…"
Reaching into his sleeve, Mousse took out a feather made of platinum, "Bah, they're just Musk, not like Mother will scold me for using this on them."
The constant clanging around him stopped.
"Looks like it's time to party…" Mousse grinned as the metal feather slowly turned more life-like.
Mousse put both his shields back into this sleeves just as the feather burst into a flare of light. "Time to rain havoc, wings of blade..."
The feather multiplied itself surrounding the Chinese Amazon, slicing anyone that got too close. Mousse sneered as he grabbed hold of one of the feathers which quickly changed into a Chinese long sword.
The fox like tracker narrowed his eyes and hurled ball after ball of magic at the barrier of feathers with no effect.
"Dance... Waltz... Three step death." Mousse muttered. All the feathers around him quickly transformed into identical long swords and starts spinning around Mousse, "Now to end this fight... Musk..."
The tracker stared in sick fascination as the Chinese Amazon calmly stepped closer and closer to him killing anyone that got too close to the spinning blades around him.
He didn't even notice as he was beheaded moments later...
Herb grimaced in pain as he blocked another blast of pure power from his brother in the thralls of bloodlust. The burns on his arm quickly fades to nothing as Kikori's spell continue to regenerate all wounds on the dragon prince.
"Give up LITTLE brother!" Spice roared as he powered up for another blast, "I'll even make sure to burn your corpse into ashes AFTER I killed you instead of just boiling you alive."
The younger of the Musk princes rolled his eyes, "Must you use threats like that brother? Not exactly incentive for me to just roll over and die."
"My mistake then" Spice laughed and continue to randomly fire blasts of purple draconic fire around him, "I'll just kill you quickly now!"
Herb growled as he weaved around the blasts of power his brother thoughtlessly throwing around, trying to get near him again.
"Where's all your bravado now brother?" Spice cackled, "Are your threats to kill me the only thing you can do? That human mage from Japan did more than you!"
The younger dragon prince shook in anger, "DIE!"
Spice grinned as his brother charged blindly at him, "Yes! Come to me!"
Herb covered his fists with magic and launched blow after blow at his brother who merely blocked with his bare hands. Spice snorted and trapped Herb's first within his palms. "You are nothing to me brother! Weak like our father!"
"Our father ISN'T weak! Blood of ancestors! I call forth thy power!" Herb screamed, his aura burst out from his body pushing his brother back.
"So, the little whelp does have power." Spice chuckled, "Sadly, not enough..."
Herb blinked and his brother disappeared from his sight, "What!"
"Behind you little brother. Burst, Flame of Dragon Gods!"
Herb's eyes widen as a blast of magic slammed into his back, relentlessly pushing him from the air into the earth.
"And that is the difference between us Herb. You are weak, I am strong." Spice laughed as his eyes glow an even brighter red, "Now watch, watch as I obliterate all that stands in my way! First... those foreign mages!"
Herb's eyes widen as his brother once again gather his draconic fire above him, "Stop brother! NO! You'll bring all the mages of the world on us!"
Spice turned towards his brother and smirked, "And I am supposed to be afraid of mere mortals when the blood of an eternal dragon runs through me? I am a descendent of a dragon, I fear no mortal! Blood of my soul, I summon forth the powers of the mighty beast Dragon PULSE!"
Herb charged his brother hoping to knock him away to cause a miscast but reached him too late. The two dragon princes tumbled wildly in the air as the giant ball of flame falls towards the praying priestess like a meteor.
"NO!" Herb screamed as the spell exploded in a flash of purple and red. Dust shot up into the air, forming a pillar of brown.
"And that is the end of those two." Spice said arrogantly.
"How... how can you doom our people like this brother?" Herb quaked in anger, "Our people will all perish because of you now!"
"Perish?" Spice gave Herb a confused look, "How can mere mortals defeat us, The Musk? We have blood of creatures more powerful than mere humans flowing through us, there isn't a way these foreign weaklings can defeat us!"
Herb roared, "I will KILL YOU! Strength of Gods! Mighty! Dragon's Force!"
Spice growled in returned as Herb charged blindly towards him. Magic flared around Herb's fist and he threw it towards Spice's head. Spice dodged the vicious blows and used the momentum of his charge to launch a kick towards his younger brother who flipped over it. Spice's hand burst into flame and blindly swiped all around him trying to grab hold of his brother who ducked under and launched a blow towards Spice's chin. A magic barrier appeared stopping the punch inches away from the target.
"Since you like those foreigners so much I'll bury you with them!" Spice roared and shot up into the air above Herb.
Purple magic gathered around Spice's hands within seconds and is unleashed towards Herb. The younger prince crossed his arms in front of his face, bracing for impact to no avail as he is blasted by the spell straight down towards the cloud of dust from Spice's last spell.
Herb cursed when he realized the priestess's regeneration spell has already expired as the pain from the last blow refuse to subside.
"I can't defeat my brother this way," Herb muttered to himself, "At least this cloud of dust can cover me for a while..."
Wind suddenly picked up, swirling the unsettled dust around Herb away quickly. Herb cursed once again and quickly tries to stand up, "What in the name of the dragon is doing this!"
"... ranma ... return to us..."
Herb blinked and turned towards the source of the voice to find Kikori still kneeling down on the ground beside the fallen Ranma, quietly praying.
"Impossible..."
Bright blue light suddenly exploded outwards, pushing all the dust away.
Ranma blinked as he looked around him. The plain was silent with only the sound of running water of a near by stream entering his ears.
"Where am I? I was fighting..." Ranma said quietly.
A tranquil voice answered him, "No where, everywhere, somewhere..."
Ranma turned towards the voice to see a girl wearing a black Victorian style dress short black hair going to her shoulders. "I've seen you before..."
The girl smiled and nodded, "I told you I'll see you soon..."
The pigtailed mage frowned, "I don't remember you... Where am I?" Ranma demanded, taking a step towards the girl.
"Come, follow me, there are people waiting for you." The girl said calmly and gestured towards the river, "Follow me."
Ranma took another step towards the girl, "Waiting for me?"
"Yes... they'll be happy to meet you again."
"Meet me again?"
"Yes... now come." The girl said once again and beckoned Ranma towards her. A flash of black light appeared around the girls hand and disappeared just as quickly.
"Yes..." Ranma's eyes glazed over and he began to walk towards the girl drunkenly, swaying slightly.
COME BACK!
Ranma snapped awake in mid step, stumbling slightly, he took a step back, "No... I remember now..."
The girl frowned her hands covered with black light, "Come NOW!"
"No." Ranma replied, shaking his head and turned away from the girl, "She still needs me... I can hear her."
"You are dead... You WILL come." The girl sneered and took a step towards Ranma.
"KIKORI!" Ranma yelled and vanished suddenly from the plain, leaving it in silence once again, with only the sound of running water.
The girl in black huffed in frustration after listening to the stream for a few moments, "We'll meet again... and next time, you stay dead..."
"Kikori!" Ranma gasped for air as he looked around him, his gasp drowning out the light thump nearby. Dull blue lines slowly dissipate from around him in a circle with violent swirls of purple lines lingering in the air. "Huh?"
"Yo-you're alive? How?" Herb stuttered.
Ranma turned towards Herb to see him surrounded by red lines with hints of blue line circling around the red lines. "Kikori... she..."
"WHAT!"
Ranma snapped out of his daze and turned upwards to see Spice floating in the air with purple lines bursting from his body as if to represent his anger, "How? I KILLED you!"
Ranma smirked, "I'm lucky I guess."
Herb grinned, "Well now seems like you're not as powerful as you think brother."
Spice twitched in anger, "It seems like I'll just have to FINISH THE JOB! Burst! Flame of Dragon Gods!"
In a split second Ranma saw the purple lines around Spice's body all move upwards rapidly and gather above Spice's head like a ball of yarn and flew quickly towards him.
Herb threw himself away from the charging spell, "Idiot! MOVE!"
Ranma began to jump aside but stopped himself from moving away when he saw Kikori laying on the ground behind him, "Kikori... NO!"
The pigtailed mage turned back towards the ball of purple flame. Everything seemed to slow down as Ranma frowned in concentration about to summon a barrier. The ball of purple flame slowly transforms into the ball of purple lines once again in Ranma's eyes.
Lines of magic... I see it! Ranma gasped and reached out towards it. Green dots appear around Ranma's out stretched arms, quickly forming a line as words formed in Ranma's mouth, "I call forth the barrier of the sword of wind!"
The lines around Ranma's arm shot forward right into the ball of purple line. The purple spell halted in mid air as the lines become loosened revealing a knot where all the lines meet. "There..." Ranma muttered and moved his spell to cut the knot.
The purple lines became unraveled and just floated in the air in front of Ranma.
"I saw it..."
Herb watched in fascination as the purple ball of flame is stopped to a halt by a single straight beam of green light extended from Ranma's out stretched hand. "What is this?"
The purple spell wavered slightly before completely disappearing silently.
"How DARE you destroy my spell!" Spice roared and once again raised his hands upwards, "BURST! Flames of the Dragon God!"
Two balls of purple flame appeared above Spice, "DIE Insect!"
"Herb! Get Kikori outta here!" Ranma yelled out and braced himself with the green bar of magic.
Herb shot forward towards the unconscious priestess behind Ranma. The Japanese mage thrusted the bar of magic once again towards the charging ball of magic and destroyed it letting Herb grab Kikori and carrying her away from the battle field.
Ranma grunted as he threw himself away from the second ball of flame. The explosion threw him into the air. Not fast enough... Can't find the knot and cut it to dispel two spells at once.
Spice smirked, "I underestimated you Mage. You will provide me with quite a bit of entertainment before this all ends."
Ranma smirked as he concentrated on the lines around Spice, If I can dispel the spell before he finish casting the spell...
"Drake FLARE!"
Purple lines began to tie together between Spice's two hands. Ranma silently cast his flight spell and shot up from the ground and used his magic to destroy the knot before it finished forming.
The mad dragon prince gasped in surprise when his spell disappear suddenly in mid-cast leaving him wide open for the savage kick to the head Ranma unleashed from behind.
Ranma watched Spice catch himself in the air and shot forward once again to intercept his next spell only to be swatted away.
"FOOL! Do you really think you can strike me again!" Spice roared and summoned another purple fire ball.
Ranma smirked and did an upwards slashing motion, dispelling Spice's spell before he can throw it and launched a flying kick right into the mad Prince's stomach. "I don't THINK I can, I know I can, Fly boy."
Herb carefully placed Kikori below a tree at the edge of the battlefield, "I'm sorry Priestess I couldn't find a better place for you to rest. Forgive me for leaving you here, but I must go help your partner."
The dragon prince nodded once and quickly flew back towards the battle.
No wind blew; everything is still around the unconscious priestess. Even the pair of eyes from the top of the tree that Kikori leans on move not even an inch.
The figure from the top of the tree dropped down onto the ground shortly and stared at the unconscious priestess silently. With a nod the figure left the unconscious priestess and ran along the edge of the battlefield, towards where Ranma and Spice dueled...
Ranma kneeled on the ground and panted heavily. Dodging another blast of magic that is thrown effortlessly by Spice from the air the Spirit mage frowned at himself, Why am I so tired? I should be able to dodge spells like this for hours!
"Whats the matter? Feeling tired already?" Spice smirked from the air and summoned another ball of fire, "And here I thought you can give me enough entertainment before my brother returns."
Ranma squinted, trying to see the lines again to dispel the fire ball, but the lines refused to appear for him forcing him to dodge again. Why can't I see it again! WHY!
"It seems this fight is over." Spice cackled, "Now PERISH! Blood of my soul, I summon forth the powers of the mighty beast Dragon PULSE!"
Desperate strength filled Ranma. The lines appeared once again, showing Ranma the knot of the spell. Reaching for the meeting point of the lines, Ranma shot a weak beam of magic, sundering the spell once again.
Spice smirked, "Seems I haven't weakened you enough yet mage... Impressive."
I'm too tired... that must be it... Seeing the lines made me too tired to do anything Ranma cursed himself, Stupid, I shoulda realized that, along with dispelling all the spells, I've drained all my stamina...
Ranma lifted himself unsteadily to his feet, One more spell... Something that can finish the fight... but what?
"SAOTOME!"
Ranma turned towards the voice, taking his eyes away from Spice who quickly shot a fireball at the ground below Ranma. The explosion threw Ranma into the air.
"I've got you." Ranma grinned as he felt himself stop caught in the air.
"Herb..."
Said person nodded and landed on the ground, and placed the Spirit mage beside him, "Good to see you survived."
"Barely..." Ranma replied, "We need ta finish this fight, I have enough juice in me ta cast one last spell, do you have any spells that can finish him off?"
"Yes... but unless my brother is standing still for a minute, it won't be any good." Herb replied.
"That's good enough," Ranma grinned without looking away from Spice, "If you can get your brother to land on the ground near me, I can hold him long enough for you."
"You certain?" Herb said skeptically.
"Trust me."
Herb nodded and flew into the air to meet his brother who floated there with his arms crossed, "Finally came to your slaughter brother? It seems like I'll have to kill the foreign mage after I killed you."
"Just die." Herb whispered and threw himself towards his elder brother.
"Forces of wind, spirit of nature, gather upon my hand. Wind, element of the four gods, call upon the power which you guard, let mine spirit grasp its strength." Green lines all around Ranma gather between his cupped hands in front of him. A gentle breeze blew, swaying his hair in front of his closed eyes.
"Flow of endless winds, like the force which you guard, pathless, goalless, chaotic, gather between my unworthy hands and lend thy power unto my cause!" The greenish white orb of magic between Ranma's hands pulsed gently, wavering unsteadily as it began to shrink.
"Let the powers of the four flow through the gates which you guard. Wind, hear my plea, and let the ravages of time course through your being unto my palms! Chronos Labyrinthos!"
The orb of magic disappeared from Ranma's palms as he opened his eyes. His hands pulsed in power, the air around them seem to distort unstably. "HERB!"
The younger dragon prince looked towards the Spirit mage and flew backwards, leading his brother with him onto the ground near Ranma, "NOW!"
Ranma ran towards Spice with his hands out stretched. Spice sneered and pointed his palm towards the charging mage. The air around his outstretched arm wavered slightly. Spice inhaled sharply and looked at his unmoving arm, "What?"
"Take THIS!" Ranma yelled and slammed both his palms right into Spice's chest with seemingly no effect. Spice roared in anger and blindly swiped at the retreating mage who tripped.
"DI- erk..."
All around Spice's body, the air distorted rapidly. Bubbles of green magic appeared and burst randomly. The Mad dragon prince could do nothing as he is caught by Ranma's final spell but scream in pain even as the spell distorted his voice to the ears of others.
The figure huffed as her glowing violet eyes dimmed. "Can't believe I helped in a Musk civil war, those Musk are lucky Ranma is helping them or else I wouldn't even bother..."
Shampoo sighed in irritation as she stalked away from the battlefield and back towards her village, "Goddess help me, I'm going to need to take a bath, I feel dirty just by helping them..."
The Distorted screams of his brother reached Herb's ears surprising him. "What is that?"
Ranma panted heavily, "Don't... ask... jus' go..."
"Flames of the Earth, hear me! By the blood of the dragon of fire, I command thee to rise from the depth of Hell and Earth and cleanse our land of impurity! Fury of Fire! RISE!" Herb roared and thrust his hands out towards where Spice stood trapped by Ranma's Spell in concentration.
"Lava... You're... makin'... a small... eruption!" Ranma said in amazement, still panting for breath.
"Yes... now if you please be quiet, liquid earth is hard to come by in these parts..." Herb replied curtly.
Ryouga stood in front of a quivering tracker holding a broken sword with his blood golem beside him, "So it ends."
"It won't end until our king is dead!" The tracker said in his shaking voice, "Our king won't die!"
Ryouga frowned and gestured towards the last tracker, "Do what you want Blood golem..."
"My pleasure."
Ryouga turned away just in time to see a pillar of lava burst from the ground, "What the hell..."
All the fighting stopped in unison as a roar echoed through the battle ground.
"That's... Herb..." Ryouga smiled and shook his head, "He did it... he actually did it..."
Spice's army dropped their weapons in defeat without hesitation and bowed their heads.
"It's over..."
Cologne sat straight as the roar reached her ear. "Who won..."
"Don't worry Grandmother, the result of the war shouldn't affect us."
Cologne turned towards Shampoo who stood silently at the doorway, "Where were you?"
"Making sure the war ends in our favor..." Shampoo replied, "Now if you excuse me Grandmother, I need to take a bath."
Cologne blinked and chuckled, "I'll let it go this time Great Grand daughter, but don't expect a next time for ignoring my orders..."
A light snore reached Kikori's ears waking her. Her eyes fluttered open to see a stone ceiling decorated with a chandelier. The priestess turned to her side to find Ranma sleeping at the side of the bed she laid on. A gentle smile grazed her face as she softly placed her hand on her partner's cheek.
"You're alive..." Kikori whispered, "Thank the goddess you're alive..."
Ranma stirred in his sleep. Kikori lifted her hand away from Ranma's cheek and kissed it gently, "Thank you..."
With a yawn, Kikori fell back into slumber with a smile on her face.
Ranma woke to the sound of birds chirping and the calls of an eagle. Soft laughter reached his ears as he sat himself up slowly. "Kikori?"
"Ranma! You're awake!"
The pigtailed mage smiled and sighed in relief, "You're alright..."
"What do you mean I'm all right! You died!" Kikori frowned and stomped towards Ranma, "Don't you DARE try to do that again!"
"What you mean save you from a death due to purple fire?" Ranma retorted earning him a slap in the face.
"You... you died!" Kikori screamed.
"Yeah, and you would've died if I didn't block it!" Ranma grumbled, "Ungrate-"
Ranma stopped as Kikori wrapped her arms around his waist, crying into his shirt, "Don't ever leave me like that again."
Ranma sighed and returned the hug, "I won't... Sorry Ki-chan..."
"Rammie..."
"Ahem..."
The two mage quickly let go of each other and stood ram rod straight and turned towards the door.
"Herb!"
"Herb!"
The dragon prince smirked, "I'm sorry for interrupting the tearful reunion, but there is a group Amazons that are here to escort you back. And my men are getting uneasy with all the glares they are getting from your escort."
Ranma nodded, "I'll relay your proposal to the council. I'm sure the response will be more than exceptional."
Herb shook his head, his smirk still on his face, "And tell your council never to send you again on these missions, you must be the worst negotiator I've ever seen."
Ranma blushed and scratched the back of his neck, "I never said I was good."
"Negotiations? How long was I unconscious?" Kikori asked.
"A week." Ranma replied and gave Kikori a smile, "Don't worry 'bout it."
The dragon prince nodded, "Take care Saotome. You will always be welcomed in our lands. You too Priestess Sekihara."
"Same to ya Prince Herb," Ranma said confidently, "If ya ever need help, give me a call."
Herb nodded, "Follow me, I'll send you off."
The two mages followed the prince through the castle, into the town and right to the inner wall, "My men will feel uncomfortable if I went out of the inner wall with the Amazons right at our doorstep."
"We understand." Kikori said bowing once again, "Take care and good luck with the rest of the negotiations."
"Please don't hesitate to call upon my help; I am in debt to both of you." Herb said.
Ranma grinned, "Hey don't sweat it! Glad to have helped!"
Kikori smiled, "Yes, it was our pleasure."
Herb nodded once again as he watched the two walk down the stairs and away from the Musk city. "The gods watch upon you... my friends..."
"HEY! You didn't see me naked did you?"
"NO! I ask the maids to change you! I swear!"
"You better have not or else!"
"KIKORI! I didn't!"
Herb sweatdropped, "I should send a letter of recommendations to the tower for them to never send those two on negotiations..."
Ranma nodded as the group of Amazons greeted them at the entrance of the Musk Citadel, "Lead on."
"You are in good health I hope." One of the Amazons asked as they set off.
"Yes, we are." Kikori answered.
Ranma summoned a ball of green magic on top of his palm and snuffed it out with his hands. Green lines floated out from between his fingers. Ranma smirked, "Better than ever."
Kikori gave her partner an odd look.
"Come on, let's go home." Ranma said softly and placed his arms around Kikori's shoulders, "I bet the stores been robbed or something."
Kikori giggled, "Sure, if you say so..."
End of Act One
Err... Sorry about this being late... I blame my ineptness at buisness. The buisness project that I had to do took up lots of my time and I never got the chance to finish this up. It was suppose to be up last month, but well... yeah.. sorry again.
So thats the end of Act One. As one of the reviewers so correctly stated... Yeah I've been dragging this on for a BIT too long... hehe... Hopefully I won't make that mistake in the following few Acts. Since the chapter was pretty much serious, I decided to give it a light hearted ending and not a hardcore bloodly WOOT slaughter! ending that seemed so attractive. Then I remembered I can't write scenes like that without screwing up. Good thing I went with this ending or else I'll never finish this chapter...
I think I did a pretty good job on the fight scenes. Kinda hard to mix magic and martial arts together. Lots of times in the last two chaptersI had to remind myself, Ranma can fight hand to hand! or Ranma can cast magic! and I'll have to redo the scene. But some of the scenes Ranma was in, espeically at the end bit, I concentrated on the magic aspect of Ranma's abilities because I feel that this Ranma isn't as confident about his martial arts as he is his magic since he WAS raised in a mage tower and all that. Hopefully, you guys feel the same as I about the fight scenes. Any comments to improve those scenes I would greatly appreciate!
Also, Ranma gets a power up! This will make future magic vs magic fights more interesting as Ranma will actually see the actual way magic is cast thus I get to write more about magic in this story! Yay for me!
No Extra this chapter 'cause I have to study for my final exams, but I hope you guys enjoyed this story thus far and be sure to wait for the next act!
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