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*Dameon pushed more of his own energy into it but he knew he couldn't spare too much more. He started pulling more mana energy from the air, the red balls of energy pouring into his blast meeting necros' power. He knew he had to come up with more power somehow. He tried to pull from a familiar emotion. All of a sudden memories flashed through his mind. his sister's death, Glenmark, Charra being turned, Calibar. All memories of the past that did one thing... Pissed him off. All of a sudden he pulled energy out of nowhere. His face for the first time since his second transformation betrayed emotion. His eyes narrowed and he scowled. He let out a yell that seemed to Echo on Through the dense landscape. the beam he shot went from white to a deep blood red. the beam widened even more and an immense ammount more of energy was added to it. Dameon on the outside was blinded by his own conjured rage, however the Dameon inside was still hoping it was enough to take down necros.*

*As the two blasts met almost matched in energy. Dameon found his reach to anger in vain as necros matched back. He once again reached to the energy around him. He started pulling from further and further away as the energy started to become thin in the air and thicker in his blast. He tried to condence the blast a little knowing if it was more dense it would push through Necros' blast much easier. However the Instability of Mana energy refused and as a result A chain reaction cause the blasts to explode. Dameon was thrown backwards and landed hard on the ground or at least what he thought was. The explosion from their blast caused such a blinding light that he couldn't even tell what was down and what was up.*

*As The scene becomes visible again he looked up at the sky. He shook his head and looked again thinking he might be imagining things. He could have sworn the sky was blue. But at a second glance it was still red. he closed his eyes and realized he had almost no energy left. He relaxed finally and his hair faded back to black then its normal red. As he opened his eyes they were once again their normal red color. And as he opened them he thought his eyes were tricking him again as the red sky seemed to be dissolving and the blue sky was there behind it. He smiled slightly. He fought his battle. It was over. He felt every muscle in his body relax and he found it calming as he watched the sky return to normal.*

*Dameon all of a sudden realized what had just happened. It wasn't over yet. He looked up and saw the shadow coming at him once again. HE let out a burst of energy to stop them. he was Extremely low on energy and he almost passed out right there. He tried to push himself up to his feet. It hurt horribly. Dameon Clenched his fists in the dirt of the ruins of the temple, taking dirty into his hands. all of a sudden he felt a slight pain in his right hand. He assumed that he had a cut and had just got dirt into it. He Had a splitting headache from just trying to get up. he knew he had to shake it off if he was going to survive this fight. He refused to lose. He tried one lest time to push himself up from the ground.*

*Dameon got to his feet finally. He turned toward Necros just in time to se the ball. he brought his hands up in front of him and noticed something strange just as necros' ball hit him trowing him back to the ground. He got to his feet once again blood dripping from his moouth. He looked back down at his hand to find out what it was he saw. His eyes went wide... his fist was glowing white from inside. He opened it up to see what it was. there was what looked like a peice of glass or maybe crystal stuck in his hand and he realized that was what he felt when he thought he got dirt in a cut. The light from his hand grew brighter and it looked like a white figure had flown out of it. The figure began flying around circling Dameon before finally flying into him. A Blinding light shown, whether itcame from the figure going into dameon or just the glow that had come from his hand was unknown. As the light faded Dameon was standing there. But he was different. His hair was ghost white,and his eyes, though they were there, his irises were white. He still had a look of bewilderment about him as he looked back across the battlefeild to Necros.*

"Renn how dare you...this is between me and him so butt out!" she growled at him as she stopped in her tracks and glared at Renn holding onto her staff tightly as she prepared to attack.

*Zelphie stopped in her tracks as she felt something tightening around her neck "wh..what is this...? why are you doing this to me?" the old sorrowful Zelphie had came back as she felt her neck tighten. she fell to her hands and knees and gasped at the pain.

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