Snippet #2731358

With another agitated grunt, annoyed that this was STILL ONGOING... Mal had finally snapped his last chord, as he anchored his astral tendrils onto the platform below, even his life force draining from the event. Laadan herself had to grasp down onto the platform as she lands.

Mal was having none of this... if this was his final desperation move, then he'd make damn well sure it was his final! Gathering the scattered eels, they begin to eat each other in a ravenous fury, compounding together into a denser and denser black mass. It was here that the eels became so dense that it was becoming painfully obvious that it was starting to generate a gravity of its own, crushing down into a singularity, light wrapping around the writhing mass, violent fluctuations radiating off of it. What used to be the eels was now a spatial anomaly, no longer power but the dissolution of power. With a strained motion, the jester points his finger out, straight at the singularity, now just the size of a shooting marble.

"If you love your power so much, you can keep it! I don't want it anymore! Take it with you into oblivion!"

Finally reaching, he thumps the black mass, radiating with rings of black. There was a ringing sound, as time and space wrap in on itself, and then, the sound like a tape winding back up, the singularity shoots out in a blurred streak, aiming not for Cardes, but the event horizon!