Jenso's flame whip phased through Geode's body again, as did his arm. Geode's composition never changed. He backed away from Jenso and grunted. "An amoeba to the end," Geode scoffed, "Spare me your mercy and moronic words, mortal fools. I've lost my power. Without a body, I am but a spirit, bound by these cores in my chest. Without power I cannot be a threat. Likewise, you cannot harm me. But I will take solace in your deaths when my body explodes and eradicates you both from existence." Geode looked up at the falling citadel and sighed. "There is no light in my future, either way. This entire disaster is a stain on my pride. Your actions have halted my golems. I suppose if you really are defending your people, you've won at least that much."