Jasper watched silently as Tristina bent down and felt the pile of bones on the floor that belonged to the big bad skeleton with the black sword. He was a little worried when she started trembling and got paler, she looked up at him with hopeless eyes as she grabbed his hand and used it to stand up. He wondered if she was trying to bring back the magic as she placed her hands on the alter and black tendrils ran along it before disappearing.<br/><br/>"This won't do" said Tristina.<br/><br/>"What won't do? What is going on here? You look like you are about to fain are you sure you are ok?" Jasper got off the altar and stood beside her and placed his hand on her shoulder protectively.