Korvic's vision was blurry. Those two guardians really did a number on him. He felt himself slipping, but he smiled. This was what he wanted. This was the only way he could talk to her. Just before his vision went dark, the Taken Hunter could make out the small frame of a ghost, his ghost, hovering towards him. He let out a small chuckle, then collapsed on the ground. A few moments passed, and he awoke in a dream-like place. There was a faint mist in the air, and a bright sky overhead. A figure stood next to him. A woman, with a look of pity on her face. [i]"You poor creature... What has that monstrosity done?"[/i] [b][i]"Nice to see you too AL."[/i][/b] Meanwhile, back in the realm of the living. Korvic's ghost, nicknamed Jeeves, hovered over the Taken Hunter's corpse. [u]"There's not much left... But I'm still getting a faint trace of light..." [/u] (Open.)