In the demolished living room, all five people still lay motionless on the floor, barely able to breathe. Wesley slowly stirred awake to a faint rustling sound, but his vision was very blurry. A blinding swirl of lights obstructed his view. The blue and white lights danced for a second before forming the figure of someone. No longer able to stay conscious, he started to drift back into unconsciousness before he felt something warm cover his body.

"What the!" he said, jerking awake. He suddenly felt fine.

Looking around, he saw a mysterious person walking around to his brothers. Golden light emanated from the stranger's hands, restoring everyone back to health. Before he or any of the others could get a clear view of their savior, the blue and white lights blinded them and the person had disappeared, taking Chyp along.

"Look at this," Matthew said, surveying the living room. "It's beyond repair."

"At least we're still alive," James said, standing up and looking around. "Where'd Chyp go?"

"No idea," Matthew said. "Don't tell me he got scared and ran away."

"I could've sworn I saw…" Wesley began, pulling Benjamin up. "Never mind. Where's Jordan?"

"Right here, Uncle Wes," Jordan said as he, Sarah, and Shelina walked back into the living room.

"How are you all still alive?" Shelina asked.

"Don't worry about that," Matthew said.

"Too bad you don't have any more of that vanquishing potion," Sarah said, pouting. "Now you really are powerless to stop us."

"They got rid of it all?" James asked.

"I did," Jordan said, his expression now darker. "And now I'm going to get rid of you."

"He's under her spell," Matthew quickly informed James.

"Fight it, son!" James shouted, but it was too late.

Jordan called on his power. As he thrust his arms forward, the familiar colorless waves rippled through the air and struck all three brothers and Benjamin. They all flew backward and slid across the floor.

"We need to think of something!" Wesley said to his brothers. "I'm too young to die!"

"I can try to hold them off for as long as I can," Benjamin said, stepping in front of the brothers and staring intently at Jordan.

"Jordan!" James called out again. "You gotta snap out of it!"

"I don't think that's gonna work," Sarah said.

"Oh yeah?" Jordan asked, turning to Shelina.

He reached into his pocket and pulled out the last remaining vial of potion that Matthew dropped earlier. He smashed it into Shelina's stomach, making sure that every single drop came into contact with her body. Turning quickly to Sarah, he summoned his power once again and caught her by surprise. The colorless waves struck her point blank and she hurtled through the air, flying over the brothers and landing hard on the floor.

Shelina screamed as she clutched her abdomen with both hands. The pain was unbearable. As the contents of the potion worked their way into her body, large boils began to form on her skin as it started to stretch in all directions. Sarah jumped up, clearly in pain, but put it out of her mind. With a loud shriek, she conjured the largest fireball any of the brothers had ever seen. She used all of her strength to aim it at Jordan. With both arms, she let it fly through the air. Wesley quickly shot his hands out and froze the crackling ball of fire in an instant. With an angry wave of his hand, James telekinetically forced the attack back to its sender. It hit Sarah with an unrelenting force; it proved too powerful for even her to handle. The blast was strong enough to knock her into the air. She hit the ceiling so hard that the brothers feared that the second floor might fall through. She fell to the floor, breathing in short intervals and barely moving.

Shelina, on the other hand, never stopped screaming as the strength of the potion continued to double. It seeped through her stomach and onto the fetus of what would become Sarah. After a few more moments, Shelina was hardly recognizable from the horrible disfiguration of her body due to the effects of the magical concoction. No longer to withstand the pain, her body burst into a million pieces, each piece then exploding again into smaller pieces. The process repeated itself over and over again until nothing remained of her. With Shelina now gone, everyone looked to Sarah. Her eyes slowly opened and she saw Jordan one last time before fading away and ceasing to exist.

"Now that was a vanquish!" Jordan proclaimed triumphantly.

"Now you're stealing my trademarks?" Wesley asked, slightly upset that Jordan had beaten him to the punch.

"Sorry," Jordan said.

"Well," Matthew said, changing the subject, "anything else you need us to clear up for you, Benjamin?"