He did it. The severed arm would instantly cauterize. "Now... no more games.... shut this thing..." There was a slight lurch, and he felt it within his soul. He knew it was too late. Gentsai glowed yellow. "No!" He shot a beam of light at him, but gentsai disappeared. He heard his name being shouted. "Sasha!" He saw her. "I think you're going home... that's all..." She disappeared. Surely the anima would take him back soon. He wasnt changing. He wasn't glowing yellow. He sighed. He knew what the problem was. He let his soul go, releasing the magic colouring his hair and altering his eye colour. His hair flopped over his eyes now brown yes, black and curly. He started to glow yellow now. He was sucked into the anima. It was a strange feeling, different to how they got there. He found himself flat on his back. He grasped a hold of the grass he was on and took a deep inhale of the air. They were home. He got to his feet and looked around, still looking not normal. Next to him was Mayt, passed out. He sighed. Although they were in earthland, he couldn't just leave him by himself. He sighed once more, before throwing Mayt over his shoulders. Mayt was surprisingly heavy for someone so much smaller than himself. He kicked Mayt's sword up into his hand, and looked around. He vaguely knew where they were. However, if the anima had dropped them both here, someone else must've been around. For the sake of it, he tried. "Hey! Sasha... Jarvis... Josh?" He couldn't remember the young girl's name. He sighed, not hearing a reply. "Fuck it... looks like we're on our own buddy." He laughed, talking to Mayt's unconscious body. He saw a bright light and felt strange. He smirked. "Jarvis... you know I hate teleporting..." He crudely mumbled. He was about to say something else before he was cut off, and teleported into the guild hall, along with Mayt.... who was now on top of him. He rolled him off, setting him down in a chair, before sitting himself, exhausted. This would be an interesting story.