Celris gave one final glare at Osbourne, and skipped through the wreckage, kicking at any remnants of the mountain she could before dissappearing through the door. Oz hesitated, less willing to enter the doorway. He had to pursue Celris, if not to figure out why she'd stared at his halberd with such loathing, stared at him as one would eye a rabid animal. He stepped into the doorway, taking one final look at his crumbled home.<br/>"To betray my own kind was expected, it was for survival, but my very Forge? All that's left of my world?" Granted, he wasn't part of that world, not anymore, but it was all he had to anchor himself in the physical world. At least, he felt so. The Highbreed sighed and followed his Feral companion into the door.