(Invation of Blazen's characters!)
The next thing Blazen saw was darkness...the one he was cursed by, the one he wanted to defeat. His sword dropped on the ground as blood trickled from his stomach, as well as his mouth. His eyes lost thier pupals and were released from the anger he had. They closed as his head then hung, his body limp. He seemed dead, yet only unconcious from the blow. Really Blazen had hopped Morph would do this, he didn't want to betray him, it wasn't his call however. Blazen's body began to push down, wanting to fall as gravity commanded.
Bryant frowned as did Brandon at Gouki's responce.
"Fine." Brandon started. "Tell me or I'll turn you into cheese." He declaired as he raised his rifle to Gouki's head. Bryant didn't protest, he had a feeling Gouki wouldn't punish Brandon, merely shrug it off. It was ovious Gouki would survive the bullets, though Brandon wouldn't care.
Veronica just stared up at Sheena, shivering.
"W-well, th-then co-could I-I p-p-possibly have a-a w-w-warmer outfit?" She asked trying to keep her mouth steady.
White had found herself in a far off town, alone still. She walked down a street, calmed slightly. Her head was still hung, and her bow, in her left hand, was limped as it was held. The bow fell and was being dragged on the ground. White didn't care, she had lost most hope. She then began to turn her eyes from side to side, to look, observe, nothing more.
Naze was now standing on another wasteland he created, he was done with America, he had wipped out all parts besides the ones Carnax was in. he was strolling through the streets of Paris right now. He let the demons come to him now. He killed everyone that lunged at him, by merely looking at them...it seemed. A small gliter of darkness attack the demons, making them die on impact. Thier evil was absorbed into Naze. A dark aura, in the shape of a flame was dancing around his body. It flared up for each decent amount of evil he got, every hundred or so demons it did. His eyes were a deep black, endless polls of eternal darkness. His cain lead his way as usual, making it's soft tap as it came to meet the stone ground.