Well, obviously Grant chose the latter option as seen from the fading of his brightly-colored room and the now dull, dark halls of Nabudis. He would just say that he was pathetic and she chuckled as if agreeing, but in a joking manner. He would thank her and pull her in for a hug. She smiled and closed her eyes. “You big dummy.” She said in a calm voice. The hug would only last for a minute or so until she would break away from it. [b]“We’ll have all the time in the world to ‘hug’ later, but right now, we got to find the others. “ [/b]Savayna said, [b]“Nadeline went to go free Wesley, but I don’t know about Jaakuna and Emiri.”[/b] She said as she led Grant out of the room they were in and down the hallways. ----- Wesley was happy now that she was here and he even let out a laugh as she made the same exact promise to him as he had reminded her over and over again every time she would suggest going off and doing something alone. Wesley would get up, though he staggered, Nadeline obviously would help him. He looked at her and to the door. He would start walking, Nadeline with him. As he went through the door, the darkness faded and they would find themselves in the halls of Nabudis. Wesley smiled, but he breathed heavily. [b]“We should hurry. The others need our help.”[/b] Wesley said, barely able to stand, but he couldn’t rest now. ----- So confusing. Everything was just so confusing. He had three Emiri’s telling him that they were the real Emiri. Jaakuna didn’t know who to believe. He did know two of them were the dupes and one was the real Emiri, the one that he loves with all of his heart and soul, but at this point, Jaakuna didn’t even know who that one was. If he guessed wrong, then he could be dead. If he guessed right, then there’s still a chance he could die from the other two. It was just a very bad situation that seemed to just get worse as the minutes went on by. Jaakuna would desperately(mentally) try to figure out who it was. He was searching his brain for hints, but nothing was coming. That’s when Jaakuna heard a voice. [I]Do you want to know who the real one is? Who’s there? Oh, Jaakuna, did you already forget your lord? Zodiark! Get out of my head! Oh come on, Jaakuna. Stop denying what you know you need, which is my help. I don’t need your help. You’re lying and you know it. Besides, I can point out the real one,. Just accept a portion of my power into your body, and I shall do it.[/I] As Jaakuna mentally argued with Zodiark, he thought about everything that he said. He didn’t want to, gods he didn’t want to, but what other choices did he have? If he didn’t accept the help of Zodiark, he would never figure out who the real one was. [b]“Fine.”[/b] Jaakuna simply said. He heard a laugh inside his mind and Jaakuna could feel the power of Zodiark flow through his body. No outward appearance would be seen, but he felt it. He actually felt good. The amount of power that was within him was far beyond what he felt before and Jaakuna had a certain enlightenment. As Jaakuna’s body began to adjust to the newfound powers it got, the other four — Wesley, Nadeline, Grant, and Savayna — all arrived and to see what they saw had open mouths and widened eyes. [b]‘Uh, what’s going on?”[/b] Savayna asked. [b]“Why do I see three Emiri’s?” [/b]She asked again, dumbfounded. Wesley was going to say something, but Savayna pretty much said what he was going to say. Jaakuna looked back at the four of them, happy to see that they crawled out of the illusions. He turned his attention to the three Emiris. [b]“No use hiding anymore. I know the truth. Show your true self, Lola.”[/b] He said looking to the Emiri that he came out of his illusion with. He looked at the other two Emiri’s. [b]“And that must mean the one that tried to kill the other one is my sweet, dear Emiri.”[/b] Jaakuna said smiling towards the real Emiri. ----- [b]“Trivial to you, but everything to me.”[/b] Francis stated as he would wait for the moment that Shion would attack. After a minute or two, she would come in, fast and hot. Her movements elegant and beautiful, much like her own self. She went for a simple horizonal strike. While admirable, she was obviously underestimating him. Francis simply pointed his Greatsword downward, delfecting her katana. The force in which she came would send her back a few feet. In those few seconds of her staggering back, Francis would go in for a straight thrust with his sword, pointed at her chest. [I]Forgive me beautiful.[/I]