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"So what will you do now, Eroth?"

Eroth looked around. "Where... Is this. Place?" It said.

Sekatoul started to walk around Dasious. "I really don't know. I want you to suffer, but how to do it?" He said.

Dasious looked up. "You... Will... Not... Win." he said, and started to chant.

He was stopped by three claws around his throat, two around each arm, and four spikes pointing at his head. "No no no! Can't have that!" Sekatoul said, bending over and poking Dasious on the head. "Silly dark souled one. You've lost already." He smiled, not even one of his crazy smiles.

Dasious twitched. He was beginning to really, really hate this crazy person.

"This is the Realm of Insanity. My realm is the Realm of Silly."

Vily shakily stands, edging over. "If... If Daisous shall die, I.... I will b the one to... Kill him." she manages to say, with great difficulty.

"Come here, my child," the old man says, holding out his hand.

She walks over painfully, wincing with every step.

The old man takes her hands in his, healing her body completely. "There, that's MUCH better, isn't it?"

She nodded, breathing much easier. "Thank you."

"You're quite welcome. I had hoped I could still do that."

Ice looks annoyed, realizing what Vily has planned.

"Why the frown, Ice?"

Sekatoul grinned. "If only... Hmm.... My job could be easier.... You wanted to kill him, little one?" He said to Vily. "Your soul is bright. Bright enough." He had a rather.... devious smile, and his voice was back to it's normal angelic sound. "Then tell me, what do you want most?"

"< Vily, no. Your uncle,m sister and mate will kill me.>" Turning to Thor, she replies, " < Her plans are about to get me killed. Again.>"

The old man ran a hand through his beard, apparently lost in thought.

The young ambassador sighs, shaking her head.

"What?"

"To stop running." Vily finally answers. Ice just inclines her head at Vily, muttering something about recklessness.

"I could give you that, if you passed a test..."

"What is the worst crime one could commit?" Sekatoul said, still smiling.

Vily thought for a moment, remembering something. There was something dark in the backs of her eyes as she whispered, "To harm ones child. A parents duty is to protect, not to cause deliberate harm to their child."

"Unless they're teaching them something..."

She shakes her head. "That's different- it isn't with malicious intent."

"True, it wasn't. It was with the intent of making me tough."

"Good answer." He walked over to her. "What is the punishment worthy of one who has done so?"

Her eyes blaze. "What they have done to the child, repeated on them tenfold."

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