Well, It's me again. I found some time in between the garage-sale-ness to type a bit. Isn't that nice? . Well, since I'm just lucky to HAVE this time to myself, I'm going to go ahead and type quickly before I have to go do...stuff. Once again, the mirror world (dragon portal) and Spyrit getting banished into the mirror world, were all Kusabi's ideas. (please give him credit!)

After rescuing Lilith and Zaphair, Spyrit was banished into the dragon's seal, where everyone else ended up at shortly afterwards. The

dragon's seal, the portal to where the dragons fled after that one fateful day hundreds of years ago, can only be closed by destroying it

and it's opener. And that's just what they're about to do...

"You're finished!" Alos and Pella dove forewards in the gravity-less dome in an attempt to stab through his heart with their swords, but

DarkMoon flew infront of them and stopped them with a strong gust of ash-filled winds. They were momentarily blinded, but Zaphair

used her own magics to destroy the dark winds. "I'll destroy you for imprisoning me Ozurion!" Lilith yelled, diving forewards and shooting

a beam of light energy towards him. Ozurion created a barrier to keep the light from touching him; but it only just held out. "It seems your

powers have increased in such a short amount of time. Everything I'd expect from a juvenile goddess." He remarked. "But you wouldn't

be able to defeat me with just that petty magic of yours." "She won't...have to..." Zaphair flew over next to Lilith in her vaikal form. Her

yellow-green eyes blazed with a newfound light.

"You too dear sister? Well then...that's all the more fun for me!" Ozurion charged at them with a blinding speed. His body was covered in

a dark indigo glow as if he was possessed by some other-worldly powers. "Lilith! Combine...our powers!" Zaphair called. Lilith nodded.

With their wind and light magics swirling together in one massive tornado of light, Lilith and Zaphair hurled the gargantuan energy-ball at

Ozurion, who was just now turning around.

"Graaaaaaaaaah!"

Alos, Pella and Eulara looked over to see Ozurion being smothered by the magical tornado of light. Way to go sis... He thought, before

turning his attention to the matter at hand. DarkMoon had sucessfuly been dodging and blowing back everyones small and quick attacks

and they were hard-pressed to keep up with him. His main focus, was Flores. Flores had sternly told Bolman to stay away from her for

this fight and go protect Lily, their elderly cleric.

"You really do seem to be burning, my dear. Are you, perhaps, angry with me?" DarkMoon asked in mock despair. "Keep your snide

comments to yourself rat!" Flores snarled. It's time to take him down once and for all! Flores roared as she used almost all of her

magic to create a tidal wave of flames and lava to come crashing down on her adversary.

DarkMoon realized it would be foolish to try and outrun the massive wall of fire, so he simply gathered all of the magic he could manage

at one time and created a black bubble over himself. The black bubble worked for a time, but DarkMoon realized that when the bubble

started to bend and crack under the pressure of Flores' fire magic, that she really meant to kill him. If this doesn't do it, I hope she has

the honor to kill me quick... He thought before the bubble finally broke and he was flooded by the wave.

Ozurion, who had been in a similar predicament when the tornado hit him, was now floating limply. The tornado had drained more energy

than he had expected it to. He had no hopes of saving himself or fighting back now. "Don't...!" He pleaded feebley. "As if that's going to

stop me from defeating you!" Lilith exclaimed sourly. "Zaphair...please help your injured brother out here!" In desperation, Ozurion hoped

to appeal to Zaphair's sense of sympathy. "I agree...with Lilith...even...if you are my...brother..." She said looking away. "I'll get you in

the next life!" He spat at Lilith before she raised her hand.

DarkMoon lay scorched and defeated in the gravity-less arena. Everyone else, lead by Flores, approached him carefully. "Had enough

yet...?" Flores asked. DarkMoon nodded slightly, conserving his energy. "You're really quite something...Burning Sun." He said, laughing

lightly. "Flores..." She said. "My name is Flores." DarkMoon blinked a few times, and then laughed again.

"It's been a long time since I've had proper introductions...But it's nice to meet you without you trying to rip my neck out. My name...is

Tobiasz. But you know what has to happen, so please...make it quick." Flores was a bit taken aback by the sudden request to kill him,

but she and DarkMoon both knew it had to happen. So silently, her eyes slightly glazed over as if she were about to cry for him, Flores

formed her magic into a neddle-thin beam and aimed for his heart...

"Goodbye...Tobiasz..."

Well, there we go. (I know it was short! Sorry!)Another chapter ended, another chapter closer to getting to the end. It kindof makes me feel sad to know I have to finish this sooner or later since I have so many readers. Knoll: Beware the warm and fuzzy feelings. Me: Shut up! Anyways...just a quick grammar/pronunciation lesson for you. Tobiasz's name is pronounced: Toe-bi-ash. (It's wierd, but the sz thing is from another language, although I forgot which one it was...) Well, anyways, I've still got a garage sale to help manage, so ciao!