Yzeira's surprise didn't fade. He took a step forward, but fell to his knees before Jenso as well, clasping his forehead as pangs of agony assaulted his senses one after another. He closed his eyes for a moment to think. As the tower re-entered the atmosphere, winds blew upwards, pushing him and Jenso back to their feet again, holding them upright with a gentle, yet sturdy breeze. Yzeira looked at Jenso through saddened eyes. A pain he had not felt in millennia. It was as if he'd awoken from a very long dream. A dream encased in ruby crystals and bathed in blood.

	[color=00aeef]"What have I..."[/color] He took a step back, shakily maintaining his balance.

	"Jenso!" Jeff yelled, flying over with what little energy he had. The man held his gauntlet up to Yzeira's head while all of his other friends stayed back.