Ko smiled and nodded, 'Think deep in your heart where you want to go, and I will take you there, but only for a short time....' She clasped Chrono's hands, and shutting her beautiful eyes, streaks of light surrounded them, encasing the two as the light got thicker. The world around them faded, and a new world surrounded them, the destination Chrono wished to go.
Sicklo looked sadly on as Kostil retreated from her. Smiling sorrowfully behind her veil, she looked at the mother; her eyes now black as jet again. 'It's alright, you did what you had to do for the realm.... and your sons.' She stared at Rigor, 'Are you willing to fight? When Mask is how he should be again, we're going straight away.'
She was now determined; this had made her realise the duty towards all the dimensions and realms, whether they be for life, death and everything in between.
It also helped by the fact she now had the strength of four divinities, and an inhumanly strong spirit besides, so she could be certain to defeat Jensuno and the other two fools who had decided to rebel. Why had I wanted to rebel so much in the first place? I have no kin to be bound to... and there is too much to lose. She began to open a portal to Folen, waiting for the others to be ready to go.
Ren grinned. 'Well, I am certainly something he has created, but he was foolish enough to think I would serve him blindly.' He started, his tail flicking from side to side with a certain excited energy. 'He created a realm of death that was for the major sinners of life, and has chosen to rebel against the main honcho.' His voice spiced with a cocky arrogance as he continued on, 'But he is weak, in comparison to other much darker and lighter divinities, and weak in mind too.'
He paused for effect, hoping to draw Katar in, 'I am his own creation and I do not obey him, surely this is proof enough? You say yourself you were spawned to serve, and yet you are being used as a joyous folly rather than to actually spread evil. I can assure you of that.' Finishing his speech, he jumped and perched on a rock that was in close quarters, wondering if Katar would believe him or not. Its a shame if he doesn't... he thought, because this is one of the rare times I will actually tell the truth.