Yzeira looked down at the battered warrior from afar, slowly making his way across the battlefield. The sky above them was still. Its rupture, the rip that tore like an axe wound across the sky, did not grow. The dark energies within, reddened to some extent from the effects of Yzeira's magic, pushed forward and pulled back, pulsating as if the very flesh of the universe was revealed. Like an exposed vein of crimson blood, it looked as if it could pop at any minute. But without Yzeira channeling it, it was also chanced to close back up. Yzeira finally reached Oz as he passed out, and held his right hand over the man's body, while looking up a the sky.

	The rip was slowly closing itself.

	[color=ed1c24]"Hmm..."[/color]

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