[b][/b][color=darkorange][center][h1]Mason Drake[/h1][/center][/color]
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Mason's mind was back on the portal before the slaver's body even hit the ground, he NEEDED to reach that portal, it was his only hope. Once again, he spread his wings; ready to take off towards the portal, but out of the corner of his eye, Mason saw something that made him hesitate. A seraphim knight had fallen to the ground, as an arrow had broken their wing.  Whether the knight was a man or woman, Mason couldn't tell, and frankly, he didn't care.  Rushing over to the knight, he swiftly threw them over his shoulder, and took off into the air; there was no time to waste.  Much to Mason's dismay, the knight's armor was incredibly heavy, [color=darkorange][i]"I'm not going to make it..."[/i][/color] he thought frantically, his life flashed before his eyes; one of torment, and pain... Was he satisfied dying here? If he dropped the knight... surely he could make it.... [color=darkorange][i]"A hero would never sacrifice others to save themself..."[/i][/color]

Summoning all his will, and all his strength, Mason forced himself to reach the portal. As he entered the portal's light... He suddenly found himself in.... A medical center?  Exhausted, Mason dropped the knight from his shoulder, suddenly realizing the horrible pain in his hands.  The spell he used had taken it's toll, as it always did. The once pale, calloused skin on his hands now resembled something of crumbling charcoal.  Mason sat there, staring at his hands. He was finally free, if this was the price than so be it... HE WAS FREE!!! Falling on his back, he reveled in awe of what he had just accomplished,  [color=darkorange][i]"This the beginning of great things..."[/i][/color] he thought, for now, he was free.