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As the knife connected with Eidolon’s heart, veins of blindingly white magic flowed up the Jackal’s arm and to his mask. The gold of the mask started glowing a white, as well as the Jackal’s eyes. Suddenly, the mask exploded into millions of pieces, flying outwards and some embedding themselves in the Jackal’s face. The soul flowed out of his eyes and mouth like a beacon of sorts, taking 12 souls the mask had stored up and launching them outwards into the stratosphere. Eidolon fell over, gasping for breath. His final words were “Heh, now that I’m gone, it’s HER turn now.” He then turned to a black powder with flecks of blue in it.

The Eagle found the Stingray on the ground, currently unconscious from the throw.