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153.I flew into the bushes choking a wrinkly tree outside the campsite. There were a few gruesome beating sounds, and a hand rose over the bushes and fell backwards hopelessly. He was unconscious. Berries fell through the bushes from the hand that was once groping for life, before it went still on the ground. I shone Spheracle at the unconscious body, and the orb's inner rings dilated, growing "razor-teeth" of intense light over their round edges. A subtle flash licked the bark barely over the bush, as the rest of the bright glare was walled in and distorted by the bush's thick coat. The body remained, but it was empty and hollow, and the eyes were blank except for the bloodshot lightning that was once attracted by a steely center, which was now drained away. My one sphere defeated two spheres, which were just as magical, to be imbued with one of the five senses. Spheracle contained a new soul, and it was not that of a worthless Modminion, hard enough to believe that one even had a soul. I flew through Blazicario and stopped before a tent, waiting for the Memberlanders to prepare completely.
5843, so, were continuing despite what happened?
5844. Master, are you going to steal our souls?
5845, probably, to make up for the lack of his!
\\Draghost. You can't be dead! Since my parents died, you've almost been a father figure... I... I... I can't lose you! I'm sorry I didn't trust you about the new world. And I know my thoughts are too little too late, but Draghost! You can't die on me now!!!!\\*single tear falls, lands on Draghost.*