<blockquote><div><cite>Glaive wrote:</cite>"Alright right, anyone have any bright ideas?"</div></blockquote><br/><br/>((I thought it was fitting for what Car's about to do.))<br/><br/>"I am known as Carnassus," he introduced himself. "They are fighting in there." He added with some surprise.<br/><br/>Without a word, he pulled out a staff with a curved blade that looked like a cross between a pike and a scythe and rushed off to where a formation of dead soldiers were coming out of the library. He let forth a cry and shifted into the form of the Lycan before rampaging in swinging wildly. In a matter of seconds, the dead soldiers turned and retreated the way they came.<br/><br/>~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~<br/><br/>Martlin lay bleeding and disfigured. Somewhere between the throbbing pain where his limbs used to be and the blood loss, the stress of it all must have gotten to him as he began to laugh maniacally.<br/><br/>"You're a fool, Zen," Tyr's voice came instead of Martlin's. "And so is he." He pointed towards Black fire who was more concerned with the dead army at the moment. "Don't you get it?"<br/><br/>The armor rose to one leg and leaned against the wall. Slowly, an energy began to pour into it and the body of the Half-dragon Tyr emerged as it filled out his frame. He was completed before there was any time for anyone to truly react. He snapped his fingers to cause a bright flash meant to confuse Zenith and cause him to stumble about confused from a sensory overload.<br/><br/>Only by throwing himself forward was he able to begin again after Black fire. Without even realizing it, he opened a pair of blue wings on his back that spanned out a ways from his back. With a quick leap, he jumped into the air and took Black fire from the behind. Using his momentum, he brought the head of the beast down and raised his sword to strike. He brought it down and a white light swallowed the library so that none could see or be heard over Black fire as he had his last words:<br/><br/>"I offered you everything," he said. "We could have been a God! But you! You couldn't handle that could you? So you forced me out and destroyed me. Now I will make sure that you will be separate from yourself."<br/><br/>The white light receded taking the dead army and Black fire with it. The body of Tyr stood for a moment, and then collapsed face first on to the cold stone floor. Not far, a whispy image of that body floated weightlessly staring down upon the scene.<br/><br/>((Sorry for the long post))