Legend: [b] "guardian"[/b] , [b][i]guardian to himself[/i] [/b], "ghost" In a moment his motions faded. As if a mirror reflected the shadow of the place and time his figure once stood, now five paces to his right. Same stance. Blade still facing outward. All in vain. A futile attempt made to warn its kin, snuffed out in the blink of an eye. Respectable it may have been, the air was inevitably silent of their presence. For the weapon was already in place, and its voice forever muted. "Must you show off?" [b]"Quiet."[/b] "...fine...but when did they start using these?" [b]"I said be quiet. I dont know and I dont care. He can have it back."[/b] He glared at the lifeless body before him. His thoughts quickly disrupted by the flickering light of his companion. "The others?" [b]"He saw us, they won't."[/b] "Sure about that?" [b]"Im sure you shouldn't be here."[/b] "That wasn't called.." The guardian decided to elaborate his words, however not revealing his thoughts in their entirety. [b]"Nothing is welcome in Jovian Territory."[/b] "Well I can't say you're wrong there, but still.." [b]"Good, so you can finally be quiet."[/b] [b][i]Just a little more[/i][/b], he thought. A few steps further and it would all be within grasp. Loathing. Pity. [b][i]Why?[/i][/b] He chose this. His attention quickly diverted by slightest displacement of air heading his direction. The hovering spark, a mere fraction of what it once was, proceeded forward past his motionless body. He used the opportunity to look upon the battered warrior one final time, then thrust the sword deep into the ground with incredible force. The Ice broke at the point of impact, seemingly cracking in every direction and giving him the brief chance to whisper a faint eulogy under his breath. [b]"Your weapon. For the next life."[/b] He did not move or avert his eyes. Only spoke. [b]"Ghost, we've seen what we need to. Time to leave."[/b] "Where to next?" His endless stare reflected the vastness of his thoughts. His inner turmoil, pain of both before and after. In that moment, uncharacteristically, the ghost spoke with a sympathetic tone. "Prae.." It didn't take much to bring him back and before the ghost could finish he answered with conviction. [b]"Another place. Another time."[/b]