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The woman's power seemed to draw away Dovahkiin's very essence. This soul rending seemed to tear at his very being and drained him then all the sudden he felt the power drain vanish granting the son of Thor the sweet embrace of freedom from the restraints of the power vacuum. Like a breath of fresh air to a drowning man Dovahkiin relished in the freedom from Siphon's power.

"Dovahkiin, are you alright?"

Spoke a voice that sounded like the enchanting sorceress he knew as Raven yet there was another voice beneath it, echoing it. Dovahkiin looked up to find Raven's back to him as she stood protectively between him and the unmoving body of Siphon. Dovahkiin gritted his teeth but got to his feet with a groan as Iceberg ran over to Siphon. Dovahkiin stepped up to Raven and reached out his hand but her power that was radiating off her seemed to warn him to not approach. The foreboding energy surrounding her sent a chill up the big man's spine yet he pressed on. He would not shy away from her. Dovahkiin feared for her. Feared she may be struggling with her vast power. He stepped forward and put his hand on her shoulder.

"She is dead then...her fight is over... Raven?...."

Dovahkiin's voice was heavy with concern as he waited for a response. For some sign of understanding from the woman.