He smiled. "I was talking about my supply of ready soul crystals as currency, but yes. As for the last, no, that is a layman's description. A more accurate one is a massively over empowered portal that was linked to itself to provide temporary stability to it. Yes, I am aware that shouldn't have worked, but it did, so I am not complaining. Too loudly. Or often. Or much.<br/><br/>Considering it was in an enclosed, shielded, beyonder infused space in a beyonder infused fortress on a beyonder infused planetoid, I have no doubt that no one knows exactly what happened there. Even the constructs have to rely on what I told them, as it cut them off from me when I entered the chamber. Many were...<span class="bbc_u"><em><strong>extremely</strong></em></span>displeased when I told them I had literally died in there. So only four beings saw it, one died so thoroughly I doubt even her reincarnation serum will let her accurately remember what happened, I am the second, and the other two are kitsunes, who are consummate liars and shaders of reality, but I love them anyway."<br/><br/>Done with the build up, he considered the account. "Naturally, I am not going to go into detail as to the exact design of Verdelet's plan, my rapid reformation after a full death, or the portal that spirited me away, but I have no qualms about giving a fairly accurate blow by blow account, though the parts between death and reformation are somewhat... vague, as I had no direct view of it."<br/><br/>He paused, clearly gathering his thoughts, before going into a twenty minute long account of the two point seven minute battle, including his personal thoughts, a fairly accurate dissemination of the flaws of his assault, as well as his thoughts on the interesting contrasts of the beyonder's host's manifestation forms.