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Phoenix Wing (A Fairy Tail RP-Always Open, Open)

Alright, here's what I have so far. You can go ahead and add it to the site @Caits if you like, even though I still have Justice, Strength, The Star, Aeon, Hunger, and the Universe left to go. A tab under 'characters' labeled 'The Mystic Beasts' will do excellently.

Mystic Beasts – beings part human, part animal, and all warrior, who suggest the Major Arcana. Like their weaker, more sophisticated cousins, the Celestial Spirits, Mystic Beasts can be called upon to fight for their users, the Mystic Fate Mages, in battle. There are no such things as contracts with Mystic Beasts, however. Once summoned from a Tarot card, a Beast must be defeated by the summoner before it recognizes the summoner's power and agrees to help. If the Beast wins, it goes rampant, finding its own way in the world as long as they keep hold of their own cards, which are held on or within their bodies.

Though fearsome foes in combat, Mystic Beasts can be killed. Killing a Mystic Beast sends fluctuations through the Major Arcana—the number must always be twenty-six. Therefore, when the killer dies, the mantle of that particular Arcana passes to them, reviving them and granting them new powers, new personality traits, and new weaknesses. In twenty-six hours, the killer is transformed, adopting physical as well as mental attributes inherent to the Arcana. At the period's end, the new Mystic Beast is ready, an amalgamation of the Arcana and the person hosting it. There is no known way to halt or reverse the transformation.

When not summoned, the Mystic Beasts can prowl a world with geography very similar to ours, but full of strange creatures and without a human to be seen--the Otherrealm, or simply remain rampant in this world. It is important to note that the Description and Power are inherent to an Arcana, and that all who become its holders will, sooner or later, develop those traits.

# 000 – The Fool
Description: The Fool will ever be a ludicrous sight: a dog in the droll clothing of a bard.
Power: No Fool exists without an instrument to play for the amusement of the masses. A few fingers across strings, or air blown through holes, and the Fool may make song into reality.
Current Holder: Rufus (Collie Dog) – died of a heart attack
Current Status: Partnered with Seamus Mallory
Image: Rufus, the Fool

# 001 – The Magician
Description: An elderly snail, stooped and drably clothed, with an unremarkable and generally apathetic demeanor.
Power: Marvelous feats of magic, including telekinesis and small-time hypnosis, are the talents of every Magician.
Current Holder: Mycroft (Snail) – died peacefully after contracting a terminal disease.
Current Status: 'Rampant', though it's hard to say that about someone this old, harmless, and slow.
Image: Mycroft, the Magician

# 002 – The High Priestess
Description: A somber and rather prissy cephalopod, well-dressed and totally dedicated to a certain purpose.
Power: By praying to another being, the bearer of the High Priestess may empower them greatly. She is not defenseless, however, for she may appear within reflective surfaces -and there, whatever she does to a reflection will be done to its owner- or create momentary mirrors of her own to reflect magic.
Current Holder: Trudy (Octopus) – stabbed in the back for her inheritance
Current Status: Partnered with Seilah Grimmond
Image: Trudy, the High Priestess

# 003 – The Empress
Description: An egotistic, condescendingly-warm, high-flown moth with a cruel streak, along with a deep affection for the holder of the Emperor card.
Power: Wielding impervious, patterned wings like great fans, the lady of the skies can buffet any who oppose her will with razor wind. The softness of her voice may transform other beings into magical weapons and back again. She may also soar on the faintest of breezes.
Current Holder: Sadie (Aztec Moth) - killed by her archenemy Gil
Current Status: Rampant, on a tropical southern isle
Image: Sadie, the Empress

# 004 – The Emperor
Description: A haughty, icy-cool, high-flown butterfly with a cruel steak, along with a deep affection for the holder of the Empress card.
Power: Wielding a blade thinner than an insect's wing, the butterfly knight can slice not only through living tissue and inert materials alike, but also cut through magic and even across dimensions, causing razor-sharp dimensional rifts where he pleases. He may also soar on the faintest of breezes.
Current Holder: Gil (Blue Morpho Butterfly) - killed by his archenemy Sadie
Current Status: Rampant, on a tropical southern isle
Image: Gil, the Emperor

# 005 – The Hierophant
Description: A slimy being reminiscent of invertebrates found far below the surface of the ocean. Endless curiosity, desire for knowledge and secrets and hidden power, fuel its strange, inhuman actions.
Power: The Hierophant commands control over space. It can teleport itself and others, eliminate space to banish things or bring two points closer together, and 'lock' space to create impassable barriers.
Current Holder: Meddler (Nudibranch) – disintegrated after being sucked into an anomalous magic maelstrom.
Current Status: Unknown, nearly impossible to track
Image: Meddler, the Hierophant

# 006 – The Lovers
Description: Ah, the Lovers. So close they are, and yet so far. The bonds they make, with one another or otherwise, are the strongest. And the pain they feel, the robed human and the two-headed serpent, is the strongest.
Power: At first, it seems that the bearers of the Lovers can boast only the poison in the serpent's fangs. However, the minds of the pair are inextricably linked. They can communicate, coordinate, and act in cooperative silence. Their agony, however, resides in one pool. Whatever one feels, the other feels double. And when their cries, no, screams of pain mingle, their power becomes a terror on a cosmic scale.
Current Holder: Jann & Naomi (Snakes) – both died of poison inflicted by the previous Lovers
Current Status: Rampant
Image: Jann & Naomi

# 007 – The Chariot
Description: The true form of the Chariot is a monstrous arachnid, with a personality to match. Nothing pleases the Chariot more than to carry anyone it meets to an amusing, often ironic, doom.
Power: Just as the Chariot bears its rider to war, its shapeshifting holder bears weight as well. Impossible speeds may be reached, but only if the Chariot is ridden. Incredible strength may be gained, but only if the Chariot is worn as armor. Incredible tricks can be played, but only if the Chariot wears the form of another. And a terrible, gruesome fate can be sealed, but only if the Chariot is involved.
Current Holder: Anju (Spider)
Current Status: 'Partnered' with Urien Volmight
Image: Anju, the Chariot

# 008 – Justice
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# 009 – The Hermit
Description: A solitary bird, quiet and reclusive, brown or gray in color and not at all social.
Power: A Hermit may retreat from reality by becoming a presence in another's mind, reading their thoughts, memories, and lies if they so choose.
Current Holder: Ludo (Owl) - passed quietly in his sleep
Current Status: Rampant; affiliated with Frenzy Plant
Image: Ludo, the Hermit

# 010 – Wheel of Fortune
Description: Bespectacled, alluring, and barely contained in proper lab clothes, Wheel of Fortune takes on the characteristics of sea mollusks and seeks, with a decidedly insane fervor, uncommon knowledge and uncommon emotion. Nothing titillates her more than shock, surprise, and radical change.
Power: Random is the name of the game with Wheel of Fortune. Within limit, she may use her voice to describe a random anything -sickness, color, number, personality, spell- and reality will shift to accommodate her. Beyond that, her tentacles are charged with orange lightning, and the voltage is hers to control.
Current Holder: Lockheart (Mollusk) – strangled, along with the rest of her research team, by the previous holder of Wheel of Fortune, on whom they were experimenting.
Current Status: Rampant
Image: Lockheart, Wheel of Fortune

# 011 – Strength
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# 012 – The Hanged Man
Description: A devious and sadistic specter, with a shadowed, hidden face, who wields a rusted blade and a sepulchral green lantern.
Power: The manipulation of wood and rope, ghostly relocation and invisibility, and curses that inspire a semblance of death all lay at the fingers of this phantom.
Current Holder: Proteus (Crab) - a pirate hanged for mutiny
Current Status: Rampant, last seen terrorizing Akane Resort
Image: Proteus, the Hanged Man

# 013 – Death
Creator: Oblivion
Description: A silent individual who is covered in black feathers, maintaining most of his animal side. Only human parts is his human body shape and face.
Power: He is an expert at hand to hand combat making him deadly at close quarters. To make matters worse he has a life eating touch, meaning if he can get a hold on you he can eat away at your life force. He also is able to install fear within others with his presence alone and can use some type of force magic against others. He makes the whole no escape from death quite true, as he can just force people back towards him. And against non human his touch is a decaying touch as such, touching plants or other animals he will decay their form.
Current Holder: Yuuki (Crow) - a victim of a plague.
Current Status: Rampant, last seen near Oak Town's Castle
Image: Yuuki, Death

# 014 – Temperance
Description: A lanky ruminant leaning upon a staff, whose selflessness and kindness for its allies is matched only by its ruthlessness toward its enemies.
Power: With temperance, one can accomplish anything. Its holder commands the soil, whether to part, to become sand, to beget plantlife at incredible speed, or to absorb the vitality of those touching it.
Current Holder: Numa (Stag) a hunter who, after sacrificing himself to buy time for villagers to escape barbarian raiders, was captured and starved to death.
Current Status: Partnered with -unknown-
Image: Numa, Temperance

# 015 – The Devil
Description: A lean, energetic and enigmatic trickster, always with a smile on his face and spring in his step, whose revealing wear goes well with his wooly hair.
Power: Aside from incredible jumping skill, illusioneering, deadly claws, and the ability to manifest wherever he's called, the bearer of this Arcana can corrupt the bodies of mortals, making them into demons.
Current Holder: Jay (Ram) – beheaded by cultists.
Current Status: Rampant
Image: Jay, the Devil

# 016 – The Tower
Description: Tall, dark, and as unreadable as stone is the doglike bearer of the Tower. A calm, emotionless exterior hides a heart stuffed full of malice and rage, only barely kept at bay by a mind that is fundamentally good.
Power: Aside from absurd prowess with a dagger and supernatural agility, the Tower may on a whim turn any living thing into a statue, and not necessarily one of itself. The painful transformation and may take up to five minutes to complete, after which it is inanimate. The Tower alone can properly remove this curse.
Current Holder: Jericho (Jackal) – a vigilante assassin lured into a trap, imprisoned, and tortured until she died.
Current Status: Rampant
Image: Jericho, the Tower

# 017 – The Star
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# 018 – The Moon
Description: The Moon is ever shrouded in blackest darkness, a lonely and inconsolable bird floating above all the rest, but never so far removed as to withhold a steely blade from wrongdoers. Her eastern clothes style her like a vengeful samurai.
Power: The power of the Moon's bearer is twofold. She holds sway over water, to move it, to condense it, and to burst it. When she stretches out her fingers, time may trickle by slower than tar.
Current Holder: Nausica (Raven) – died, as they say, of a broken heart.
Current Status: Rampant
Image: Nausica, the Moon

# 019 – The Sun
Description: Not a bird, but a harpy, is the bearer of the Sun, brutal, vicious and clawed and garbed in western wear that keeps her feathers free of heat.
Power: As one might expect, the Sun burns bright. The bearer of this Arcana can scorch the earth with searing crimson flames, and erupt into fire herself should she see fit to bring terror.
Current Holder: Lakota (Harpy) – burned alive by her own firebomb after it was shot by a man avenging her murder of the previous Sun.
Current Status: Partnered with her brother in life, an infamous highwayman.
Image Lakota, the Sun

# 020 – Judgment
Description: An elephantine being of physical and arcane mastery, wise and curious, with a regal, proud bearing.
Power: Judgment brings together a great menagerie, creatures seen and unseen, that inhabit the Otherrealm. Their uses are as many as there are creatures.
Current Holder: Suresh (Elephant) – the heroic elder of a village, slain by the previous holder of Judgment, the Angry Niharika, in her death throes.
Current Status: Rampant, last seen wandering near desert ruins
Image: Suresh, Justice

# 021 – The World
Description: A colossal cetacean of great strength, good-natured when not in combat, but a furious, immovable object when his blood is allowed to boil.
Power: The ability to solidify water and liquify land, exchanging their properties and moving through either.
Current Holder: Salvoy (Blue whale), a whaler drowned at sea
Current Status: Partnered with Nash Fogore
Image: Salvoy the World

# 022 – The Jester
Creator: The Invisible Man
Description: Slimy both on the inside and outside. This amoral frog, well versed within the realm of humanity will do anything to try to amuse himself. This can include from fighting some person to the death and then later having a drink with that said person. He is the unstable wildcard of the Major Arcana and is usually the last to ever try to rely on anything.
Power: Extreme agility with the knowledge of almost every fighting style and weapon at his disposal. To be harder to catch and just be more annoying to everyone in general, he can also turn invisible for long periods of time with the added ability to create a clone of himself.
Current Holder: Jack (Frog) - Tripped down some stairs, broke his neck in the process.
Current Status: Rampant, last seen in the outskirts of Magnolia.
Image: Jack, the Jester

# 023 – Aeon
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# 024 – Hunger
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# 025 – The Universe
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Phoenix Wing (A Fairy Tail RP-Always Open, Open)

Alright! Oblivion and Invisible Man have both contributed to the Major Arcana: Death and the Jester! Pretty exciting. @Caits when all 26 are eventually completed, would you mind making a page for them on the site? Even if they don't get used in a coming arc, they can be antagonists, or partnered with various wizards.

By the way, anyone else want to contribute an Arcana? This'll be the last time I ask, I swears.

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Still dunno what exactly everyone is doing xD haven't read anything since my last post.

@Silver Fox

The solution may be to read.

Fire Emblem - The Reclaimers of Peace

No worries.

Fire Emblem - The Reclaimers of Peace

We will proceed.

And even if the supports aren't all done with, we will proceed by the afternoon of the 21st. 3 days without a post has lessened my want to stall us any longer.

Phoenix Wing (A Fairy Tail RP-Always Open, Open)

I've always been a sucker for golden light through clouds.

Phoenix Wing (A Fairy Tail RP-Always Open, Open)

Any objections to proceeding to the second fight?

Phoenix Wing (A Fairy Tail RP-Always Open, Open)

Caits, just so you know, I thought I made it pretty visible in my post that Frenzy Plant was giving a tribute to Hyun with their donking, basically a big 'you did well'. Of course, it's still possible that your characters misunderstood.

Heroes of Beacon - the Next Chapter

And then the Bionicle that did come back was half-baked and paltry compared to the glorious original. The story - gone. The interesting enemies - gone. The having more than one voice actor - gone. I was not pleased.

Phoenix Wing (A Fairy Tail RP-Always Open, Open)

I... Still don't trust Nero one bit.

@Burthstone

Smart man.

Phoenix Wing (A Fairy Tail RP-Always Open, Open)

Damian Gerard|Beneath the Arena

As Damian made his way out of the arena, he found the exit crowded by little figures. Wood, cloth, clay, straw...they were all dolls, some with button eyes, some with pins in, some hilariously misshapen, but the playthings of children and witches nonetheless. In response to the Blade's approach, the little things lurched and stirred to life, too slowly and feebly to possibly be mistaken as threatening. Unsteadily they achieved their feet, and stood huddled, as if waiting for Damian to pass through the door.

He was beaten to it, however, by a squat figure in white furs and mask. She waved away the other two medics. The dark, narrow eyes of the mask regarded limp form of Hyun with a look of permanent intrigue, though the emotion that flowed from behind it was very different. ”Poor girl's had a rough day,” she said in a sorrowful, motherly tone. Morimato Tsubano raised her staff, singsonging something under her breath, and the senseless woman began to float out of Damian's grasp. ”I'll take it from here. I'm the guild healer, you see. For the Games, I joined the Crocus medics. They've got some good stuff, but nothing like my Marsh Songs.” Slowly and gently, using a sublime, multicolored, misty light emanating from her lanterns, she buoyed Hyun down to where her dolls stood, hands stretched upward to receive. In response to the activation of Tsubano's lanterns, their own hands pulsed with a similar glow, and where they touched the pain was subsided and the tissues kept from jostling together.

Tsubano began to walk down the hallway after her dolls, keeping the stream of light swirling around her patient. She paused, however, and looked back at Damian for a moment. ”I heard your challenge. Maybe you should walk with me, and I can tell you a little about how the people I know feel."

Damian knew that there was a number of interpretations for what he'd just said and he expected a rather long line of Frenzy Plant mages to be knocking on his door after the last of today's battles was done. But he knew that the matter would never be allowed to rest until they got whatever they determined was equal to fair play for today. However, before he could continue too far with the train of thought, he noticed the dolls standing and moving and the masked woman approach him.

He didn't argue when she took Hyun and had turned to follow anyways when the woman suggested he walk with her and listen to what she had to say. "Well, it's better than walking in awkward silence, I'll admit that." Matching the woman's stride, Damian walked in silence for a couple minutes before speaking. "For the record, I entered that arena with no intention of destroying anyone's dreams."

Beneath the mask Tsubano's expression was inscrutable, but by her tone she didn't seem too upset. "Yes, yes. But someone had to win that fight, and it wasn't going to be her. She could take on nearly anyone under the sun with her magic and her sword skill, but she reached too far with you." The witch sighed, looking down at Hyun's face, frozen in a look of desperation. "She hasn't been improving for about eight months, you know. She reached the peak of her ability. I spoke to Zander, and we agreed that she probably could retake her throne at this point. At least, she could defeat the enemy leader. After her defeat, she had no army, and no matter how strong a single woman can't win a war. She was afraid of going back, and losing again. I think she needed this. Not the defeat, but the fight. Win or lose, she needed something to change. Either to become proud enough to return home and try again, or to be humbled enough to banish the thoughts of home, queenship, and her family altogether. She'll be better off, if she ever awakens. Unfortunately, I don't suspect she will."

Tsubano and her horde of dolls reached a room. They transposed Hyun from the critters' clutches to the bed, and Tsubano sang an eerie, chanting song. The croaks of frogs and songs of crickets could be heard as an ethereal music played along, filling the air with damp fog and blotting out the electric lights. When it had gone, Hyun's wounds went with it, but true to the witch's prediction Hyun did not awaken. "She has lost the will to live," Tsubano diagnosed remarkably matter-of-factly, as if describing a dead rat she'd found. "I will have to find other methods." Shuffling to the side, she motioned for Damian to lean close.

"Frenzy Plant may not ever take you up on your challenge. Until today they've never seen a swordsman more ruthless or powerful than Hyun, and your display knocked her out of the water. You've terrified them." She paused to let that sink in. "Zander might try you later, but perhaps not. He has incorporated his magic into his swordsmanship style, and if there is the slightest chance he will lose, he will not commit. Kilo and Mercury are both physical powerhouses, and plenty angry, but they will not chance it either. If there is anyone you should be worried about, it is Demetri and Xyster. The former once beat our guild master in a fit of rage far less warranted than this, and Xyster's Reaper magic simply happens when its prerequisites are met. Surely you heard her manifest her scythe? She did not control that. If she wants to hurt someone, it happens. Both have hidden depths of power, not too unlike the 'Second Origin' phenomenon I've been hearing disturbing rules about. Even if they do not challenge you, they will not hold back against any of your allies, reasoning that all of your guild members are like you. Every tale we've heard about Phoenix Wing seemingly confirms it. I'm not so sure of you myself, but then, I'm crazy. I'm sure the Blade of Phoenix Wing will have no problem from a bunch of measly claimers." She cackled and left, leaving her dolls strewn around the room.

Outside, she passed a thin teenager in a gray shirt and purple cloak. He was leaning against the wall, his arms crossed, and a wide smile was on his face. He didn't move as the witch passed, but clearly he had heard the whole thing.

Damian watched the old witch leave and sighed, taking a seat next to his unconscious opponent and looking at her. After all he'd done, he was still able to find someone who'd describe him as terrifying. In hind sight, someone of his age, even as a kid, displaying the kind of skill his father had at thirty plus years of age could be described as terrifying, even if Damian had never used the description. But now...his whole guild was at risk and it was his own fault. Terrifying? Is that what that really was to them? Hell, I just wasn't going to go down without a fight...

With another sigh, he stood and looked to Hyun, watching her breathing a moment before leaving the room. However, the boy standing outside the door drew his attention. "Any reason you're stalking around outside the infirmary?"

The bespectacled kid chortled, putting on a derisive expression. "My friend, you just won the biweekly 'how many things can ya say wrong in a single question' award! Big honor, lemme tell you. But first, lemme tell you that this entire part of the building's the infirmary, I haven't even tried to be stealthy, and I haven't moved in three minutes. But yeah, if I'm to strangle that ridiculously-misconstrued abomination of a sentence into decent language, I do have a reason for being here. It is, however, on a need-to-know basis. Fortunately for you, since I'm not in the mood for dislocations today, you need to know! Hyun here's an old friend, I've had her best interests at heart as long as I've known her. Thought I'd pay her a special visit. Hah hah hah!...entendre." He offered Damian a dazzlingly white, stunningly sincere smile, and readjusting his glasses in a very self-secure manner.

"More importantly, any reason you're sittin' around inside the infirmary? Don't you have precious guildmates to try and convince that you did the right thing by rearranging my pal's bones? I bet the lovely Penny's just pining for your reassurance right about now. Perhaps if you were to stay here with my friend, I oughta go and say hi to yours. Let her know the Blade's sympathizing with the enemy." In two months, seemingly, Nero had changed. Not only had he not gone through with his initial plan that he'd confided in Damian, but he'd grown even more unabashedly snarky. He was being truthful, however. Some time ago he had met Hyun at the Frenzy Fort, and at the moment he wanted nothing more than to be alone with her.

Damian grimaced and repressed his inner urge to deck the suddenly familiar face's state of consciousness into that of unconsciousness. "Should have known I'd run into you here. As for her bones, the worst of it was a dislocated shoulder which has been healed. In case you missed it, I tried to get her to back down and she wouldn't. But I'm not in the mood to argue with a diluted genie in any case. Floor's all yours." And with that, Damian reclasped the cloak bearing Phoenix Wing's emblem around his neck and headed back towards where Phoenix Wing Team B was, but then decided to redirect to where the rest of the guild was watching from to converse with Master Jamie. He needed to know so he could tell Team A about the sudden difficulty increase for them in the games.

Stopping at the door to the infirmary, Damian looks back towards where Hyun and Nero were. "Pacifice honesteque, Hyun. You've earned your share of both." And then he was gone.

Nero entered the room and stood over the still body of Hyun. A strange, almost hungry look passed over his face. Slowly, and very delicately, he reached a pristine white-gloved hand toward her. The fingers brushed against her stomach, and then went inside, passing through the skin as if it were water. He rooted around within for a few seconds, then took hold of something and with definite precision pulled it out.

Catching his breath, he lifted the thing up, dangling it in the air. It was a grotesque, gray-blue tumor, covered with branching spindly growths. When looking at it, Nero got the sense that it was horrible enough to devour hope. Eagerly, he plopped it onto the nightstand before jabbing Hyun's side. "Wakey wakey, swordmaiden."

Hyun's eyes flashed open, and she flinched, blinking. It was a moment before her eyes focused. She recognized Nero's face, but not his name. "You.." Then she caught sight of the awful thing on the bedside table. "Ach! What is that?"

Nero crossed his arms. "That...was your despair. Look at it! Grody! It's been festerin' inside you for a long time. A few minutes ago, it got a growth surge, and it woulda been terminal if I hadn't come along. I'm not here about that, though. I've got a present for you. The witch said you reached your full potential a while back, but I've got a little something-something that can take your power to a whole new level." Nero reached inside his pouch and pulled out a glowing, golden diamond prism. He grinned at it a little too wildly, for it represented his conquest. "Turns out the Law of Manifestation doesn't just work on traits. It works on spells too. I really had to get a guy way in my debt to get this. But desperate people will do anything for a solution, won't they?"

The swordswoman shivered. "What are you saying?

"I'm saying that before I arrived, you lost the will to live. You let despair consume you. Now I'm doing you a big-time favor, but it doesn't come free. I'm cutting your despair..." Suddenly, a knife flashed in Nero's hand. Hyun's eyes widened, but before she could scream, the tumor of despair shrieked instead as the blade sliced through it. "...in half. It is despair that motivates you after all. You'll have to find a way to get rid of the rest on your own." Seizing half of the tumor, Nero abruptly jammed it into Hyun's chest. She gasped as the despair returned to her; the other half withered and turned to ash. The dark mage seemed satisfied, all but for one thing.

"Now say it."

"Say what?"

"That you wish for more power. Come on, I've got to hear it, haven't I? Your first wish."

"I...I wish more power."

Nero's squinted eyes opened wide. The pupils seemed very, very small. "Your wish is granted."

Then, Nero infused his golden prism into her in the same manner, and Hyun was shocked to feel a new strength surging through her. The world, however, was growing blurry. The last thing she saw before blacking out again was Nero's smile, but the last thing she heard was:

"Now you owe me a great deal. What is the price of a new lease on life and the power of Cancellation Magic? If I ever figure it out, heh heh," the genie held his fingers up in a phone gesture. "I'll give you a ring." Then for the second time that day, Hyun's world went dark, and Nero left her to dream.