Lazarus 

Magic? He bolted upright. Coming up against magic in this form, wouldn't be great, but he nodded. "We'll come with you Edo-Jamie." He grunted. "It seems right that this world should have its rightful ruler back on the throne." He smiled, nodding at Jamie. He watched as Sasha was dragged away. She was... going to change into Edo-Sasha?! His cheeks turned scarlet, and he thought dirty things, before almost slapping himself and shaking himself back into it. "I'm ready to leave whenever. I am well rested, and ready to pass heavenly judgement." He grinned.

Edo-Lazarus

Edo-Jarvis spoke. He turned to him, glaring. "We could leave this place if we wanted to, but we are allies see?" He grunted. "You're wrong." He went over to the wall, and traced a pattern. "Not even Jamie could know about what awaits him and the Earthlanders..." he sighed. "That's because I'm the one who set it up." He mumbled. "I was supposed to be here, I'm supposed to be there to stop him." He clenched his fists. "Pen." He stared at the ground. He sighed. "Pen is going to harvest the magic of those Earthlanders, quite easily." He looked up. "Theres nothing anyone can do to stop him." He looked down again. "Pen trusts this face. I could've carried out my plan." He looked away. "We can only hope my counter part can do anything to slow down Pen."