A chill swept over her as the form turned and
looked at her. "Oh, by the Gods, Aran...." She reaches
out to him as he fades. She
screams....AAAAAAAARRRRRRRRAAAAAAAAAAANNNNNNNNNN!!!" She feels the darkness sweep across her and she
looks back tword the Keep. She is now more determined
than ever to complete her task. She feels the urning
to embrace her past over whelm her. She dropos to
her knees and looks up. She begins to chant an
ancient Amazon chant of cleansing. Her hands reaching
upwards, calling for the gods to cleans her spirit and her
soul. To give her the strength and the knowledge to
bring her back to her Amazon roots.
Suddenly, a
glow appears around her. She chants louder, as the
gods embrace her. She feels them enter her soul,
cleansing and restoring the Amazon spirit within her. She
feels a new and renewed strength swell within
her...Slowly the glow fades and Mystique falls forward onto
her hands. As she slowly rises back up, her eyes open
and there is a slight glow in them. Standing fully
now, she reaches down and draws erh bastard sword and
holds it up above her aiming it to the skies and lets
out a loud piercing Amazon war cry. The Sun Blade
begins to glow and shimmer. Her soul has returned to the
ancient Amazons.
Mystique resheaths her sword and
turns to the keep. She hears a sound and looks over and
sees Champ nearby. She goes over to her friend and
mounts up. She gives him a kick and says "Quickly my
friend, we must get to the Keep, I feel our friends are
going to need us." A sense of purpose overwhelms her as
they head to the Keep.
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