He began to levitate off the ground, the several blades of light forming all around him once more. It was now that the conflict was over and the attention moved away with the students could Garrick and Claire see what they were looking at. It was Ozusi's body. Flayed open with a deep gash, the girl seemed quite dead. Was it true that she had inherited Omega, only to die here in this barren wasteland? Perhaps the blade had chosen wrong...