Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-26245872-20141204044051/@comment-29458028-20141207052647

Raydin again fought Siris within the higher mental planes. It was something that could not ever be accessed by anything that existed or didn't exist, save the two of them. Siris was in his 18 year old form.

Raydin again placed his sword at Siris' neck after his seven copies were defeated, but Siris smiled. Raydin realized Siris's sword was against his right armpit. Before he could slit Siris' neck, his arm would have fell off.

"Good work. You finally understand."

"I know. This is the final culmination anyway. It was predictable."

Both father and son moved their blades to neutral position. Raydin asked "what will happen from now, by your reckoning?"

"Not something I am inclined to share."