Unbeknowst to Valarinth and Zemblo, Cal had already started a ritual. A ritual which he had memorised just in case. As he chanted with Zemblo's voice, a swirling black mist began to appear in front of him. It gradually got larger and larger until it filled the broom closet he was hiding in.<br/><br/>With a crack and a flash of light, the most disappeared. In it's place was another body, identical to Caludar's old one, down to the last stitch on the clothing.<br/><br/>"Excellent." He said to himself before transferring his spirit into his new body. Finally, he cast a spell on Zemblo's body to send it flying back to rejoin with his spirit.<br/><br/>Leaving the broom closet and making himself invisible, he set off in search if Lunacy once again.<br/><br/>~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~<br/><br/>Lunacy was writhing around on Fexiryn's tongue, well aware of where she was but not caring in the slightest. The gigantic woman (to her at least) would never harm her, she was sure of it. Still, she tried her best to hold onto Fexiryn's tongue which was remorslessly sliding over her body, paying particular attention to her most sensitive areas. Once again, she came, her muscles clenching. Fexiryn didn't stop sliding the girl around her mouth though and the stimulation just continued for what seemed like forever.