When the group arrived at the door, Dremmick turned around to check on everyone. "Alright," he started, "let's finish this. He gave the huge door a shove, and a smaller built regular sized door to the huge gate opened instead. But as soon as Dremmick advanced inside, he was stopped by a horrific sight. The group came in just in time to see Ander reaching for the large crystal imprisonment his sister was encased in. Unfortunately, just before he reached her, Korde shot up from below and with a brutal swing, buried his large great ax into Ander's side.
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Ander jerked with the sudden stop. The feeling was horrendous at first, and any cry of pain came up as a choke. However, everything started to fade. 

Sight.
Feeling.
Thought.

Even when the menacing weapon was retracted from his body and he fell to the ground, it was as if he just a bystander in his own body, watching what happened. All he could make out was the sound of laughter, and screaming. And a name. Was it his? He couldn't tell. He was too tired to think.
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Korde, the Black Wisp, bellowed in laughter as Ander fell. "And another failed project for the garbage heap! Ahahahaha!"

"ANDER!!" Dremmick screamed as he started to spring toward his fallen body.

"Ohhhh, and what do we have here? The traitor and his allies coming to save their dear friend?" Korde antagonized as he saw Dremmick run in and some others just at the gate. "Come on now, you are just making it too easy!" He said as he landed back on the ground.