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A burst of flames erupted pale and blue in color, you could be mistaken for thinking they were cold at a distance given the coloration but this was not the case. They emanated with such terrible heat that they could turn the very bones of her foes to ash. Driven mad by the presence of the staff...

The Voidlord bowed his head slightly, content with Madara's response. "Of course, it is as simple as drawing upon her essence from the Void itself." He ran his blood covered fingertips through her hair as he knelt beside Isabella's crumpled corpse. Suddenly his arm glowed with blue radiant light...

"Claimed? All life is claimed by me." Nefarian was entirely perplexed by Madara's words; a God and the Authority over the Domain of Condition entirely confused by how someone could claim a life in front of him. "Like I said...all life is mine to command. I could bring her back in any state...

"Steal a kill?" An odd choice of words from Madara. For the time being he ignored Mirabelle - she and the Nibi were not of consequence or Nefarian's concern. That task belonged to Madara, though he would be happy to assist. "Steal a...kill?" He repeated, this time slower. "How could I steal what...

The Voidlord Nefarian arrived in Yakukotan immediately after leaving the Underworld, stepping through a black portal as he teleported from the depths of Irkalla at Ganzir into the Land of Fire. What he had sensed piqued his interests - a freshly born virulent plague right here in the former...