[jojocoolo]

When the staff made the high pitch screech, something snapped inside of Dreamer. A memory came flooding back, one that took a long time for Dreamer to overcome. No. NO. Not this! Not now. It took so long to overcome, and it was so hard. NO. Dreamer was pratically screaming in his head, fighting the memory, fighting that dark cloud that he had trapped within himself. He reared in fear, past images appearing before his eyes.

As soon as she heard the ear-splitting sound come from the staff, Artic knew what was going to happen. She dropped the staff, and wheeled around, just in time to see the terror appear in Dreamer's eyes. He was remembering his death...or rather, his near-death. She ran forward as he reared and jumped on him, trying to calm him down. Tropic dropped the other end of the staff and raced to help her sister. Tropic's eyes swept over the others, begging for their help. Both her and her sister willed the staff to stop, hoping that Dreamer would not lose control of himself.

[Saroko]

The staff seemed to fight back against Artic and Tropic's efforts.  Mores sparks shot out in huge, sweeping arcs.  Warped and disorted images began to appear; the most vivid was some sort of menacing black creature on four legs.  It stood not far from where the pets had found Sal and it lifted a bloody looking claw.

The images all lasted for just a second before dying out.  After more agonizing minutes of fighting, the staff began to quiet down back to its low humming.

[Jaden Wolf]

The fenlings darted away from Dreamer as he reared up. They couldn't get close enough to help without getting hit by his thrashng hooves. Then an image flashed out of the staff. Blue saw it and gasped. Was that...a bloody...claw? He backed up, and almost got whacked by one of Dreamer's hooves. Luckily, Candy saw and barreled into him. Glaze was about to run over to them when the staff stopped humming. She looked up at the panicking Nyghtmare, wondering if he would calm down. Hoping he would calm down.

[Saroko]

A small grunt sounded from the Malii.  Wearily, he lifted his head up and could hear the faint, mournful humming of his staff.  He also seemed to realize where he was.

With a weak paw, he tried to pull himself from the Hollowheart's jaws, but was only rewarded with a sharp headache.  He let him self droop limply and tried to locate his possesion.  He could see it there along with the Fenlings and the Nytmare.  It seemed to be as unhappy as he was.

[Jaden Wolf]

((Another dead thread...(Hay, that rhymes XD) Ah well sorry but buh-bye))

The three fenlings looked around at the group. All of them had the same thought running through their minds. That they were too small and that the other creatures seemed to have it covered anyway. "Ah well, we have things we need to do, and we'd probably get in your way anyway, so we're going to take our leave now. Best of luck!" Gemglaze smiled and inclined her head before walking away. The other two glanced and each other, then quickly dipped their own heads and dashed off to catch up to their companion.

[Saroko]

( Sigh...I really wish it wasn't dead.  I guess that I may as well pull out my charries too...)

The Meji barely responded to fenlings' leave.  At this moment he could barely respond to anything.  The only thing he was aware of were the last healthy memories in his head:

Sal hurried down the cobbled streets of Jawan looking as if he knew what he was doing.  Smiling, he hopped down the lane feeling a packet of sweets in a pocket in his cloak.  "Adena was pretty upset when I sent her to Nusan," he thought.  Of course, he knew that 'upset' wasn't the right word for how his apprentice had taken the news.  'Murderous' was a better word.  "I hope these will make a nice peace treaty.  I really don't feel like risking my limbs today.

But his happy thoughts were suddenly brought to a halt when a strong flux of energy radiated the air around him like a lightning bolt.  He clutched his staff in both hands and prepared his energies for a spell-if needed.  It was then that he realized that the flux was coming from the staff itself or, to be more precise, the gold band near th top of it.  

The metal twisted and writhed as if in agony.  An equally agonizing pain stabbed through Sal as the a piece of the spell he had placed on his staff was brutally ripped to shreds.  Something hard fell on the Meji's head and he saw twisted pieces of gold rain down onto the floor below.

Dumbfounded for the second time in his life, Sal's brain only had a millisecond for this to register before the reason why he had that now dead spell in the first place struck him on the back of the head.

Sal moaned.  The gold band was gone.  A demon was loose.  He had no idea why and to cap it off he was probably dying.  Feebly concentrating, he sensed a spark of energy still left in him.  It was small.  It was weak.  And it was the only chance he had.  So he tapped into it.

In a flash of light, the Meji and his staff disappeared.  Elsewhere, somewhere in Jawan, a demon also disappeared in a blinding light.

(...And have them reappear somewhere else.  Now this is an exit!)
(Sal 1/5)
(Note: I'm not counting Medhas since he didn't officially appear)