"I don't think I'm that interesting. I'm just a crazy old man." He sheathed his sword and stretched. "Ahhhhh. That man that was following you should be more or less taken care of. For the time being. The spell I used is an obliteration type, only designed to destroy what it's cast on." He pulled out a small PDA and pressed a few buttons. A few seconds later a ship boomed into the atmosphere. It was an older version of the Iron Banner ship, called [i]The Birth of History[/i]. "The spell will continue to eat away at whatever fuels his powers for three days. So you should have him off your tail for a while. Make no mistake. He's not dead. Much as I wish it" John exited the building and walked into the heavy mist that descended on the Cosmodrome. The wind now howling a quiet tune. "I hope to meet you again before the reaper comes to claim me. May the Light go with you" With that he disappeared into the mist, again a legend and a villain.