“[color=364f54]Right you are. I have a plan for those two. [/color]“ Zodiark said, answering Nadeline’s question.

“[color=lightblue]What’s the plan!?[/color]” Suddenly, Savayna’s voice yelled as her body staggered closer to the group and about ten paces away from Zodiark.

“[color=364f54]Oh, I see that you’re able to move. Impressive.[/color]” Zodiark clapped his six hands together, congratulating her.

Though she struggled, SAvayna had her will back. “[color=lightblue]Answer me--[/color]” She started to cough up blood, “ [color=lightblue]what’s--ah ah -- your plan for them..[/color]” Savayna found herself losing her footing and would land in Grant’s arms, though her eyes were dead-set on Zodiark.

He would chuckle and smile at the group. “[color=364f54]I believe in reuniting those with their loved ones. Savayna, I did that with your father and how you finally saw him after so many years. Grant, I did that - in a way - when I told you the truth about your brother. And Nadeline, I helped your dearest Wesley become reunited with his brother.[/color]” Zodiark bragged about his generous gifts to the group in front of him. “[color=364f54]And, just as I had with you, I reunited Jaakuna with his dearest Emiri. Who knows? By now, she may even be back to normal. Or she could be dead. The latter is certainly a thought to entertain, is it not? Or maybe Jaakuna is dead. An even worse one to think about.[/color]” Zodiark laughed, then regained his focus. “[color=364f54]To answer your question, I’ll tell you this: history will repeat itself and those who claimed victory will, once again, chain the heretics to their rightful prisons.[/color]”
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Jaakuna was starting to grow weary of Keiran’s own self-pity. He didn’t know what was worse: hearing Zodiark-Influenced Emiri that she was ready to die or that Keiran was going to die soon by Zodiark. It was like, regardless who was actually responsible, that they were ready to just kick the bucket. It’s almost as if they had no free will of their own. 

“[color=ed1c24]Gods damn it all,[/color]” Jaakuna said, sounding defeated.

[color=crimson][i]Watch how you talk about me.[/i][/color] Belias chuckled.

Ignoring Belias’s peanut gallery banter, he regained his focus on Keiran. His blazing fist was gone, but he still had Keiran pinned against the wall, though he would place his left forearm against Keiran’s upper-chest, just inches below his neck. “[color=ed1c24]You’re pathetic, Keiran. How could someone who was so confident before - so sure of their power- now be content with death. Where did all of it go?[/color]” Jaakuna pressed harder, his anger showing. “[color=ed1c24]Here you have all of this power. For Occuria’s sake, you are a Seed of Zodiark. Not only that, but you have free will. Maybe instead of wallowing in your own self-pity and resigning to death, you should actually fight for your life. If you have even an ounce of defiance in your body, then use it.[/color]” Jaakuna said to him, letting him go, “[color=ed1c24]if you don’t, then I will simply order you, or need I remind you of our little deal?[/color] Through all of his motivational rhetoric, Jaakuna let out a sinister chuckle.

[color=crimson][i]That’s a tad underhanded, don’t you think?[/i][/color]

[color=ed1c24][i]Desperate times, Belias. Desperate times.[/i][/color]

[color=crimson][i]Still pretty low - even for you.[/i][/color]