"Its a very major mission that only Eden, Osmond, and Desmond are able to do because of a pact that Ralley family has with a deity." Lord Death said as he waved good bye, "Now, you and your cousin need to do recon while you wait, your contact will be waiting for you outside Spire of Dublin., have fun, <3, BYEEE." Lord Death told Izzy as she seemed rather unfazed by his comment of the Ralley Twins and Eden meeting with a deity.

"Once he wakes up we'll go right there sir." Izzy said and the connection cut out, " Wow they are meeting with a deity. Where have I heard that word before, it is sometime of shaman or something isn't it, maybe Atlas would know." Izzy said to herself as she looked down at her phone, " He has be fine now I mean he has been sleeping for two hours already." Izzy walked back toward the hotel they where staying at, " Three days of recon, that isn't going to go well with Atlas. He doesn't even know that they are going to be late and with the conversation that he had with the one in Lord Death's room it will not go well at all. God Damn it, I'm gonna take all this heat cause they have another mission, well Lord Death shouldn't get to mad if Atlas and I just go on and do the mission before they get here I mean Dublin definitely is not Atlas's cup of tea." Izzy laughed to herself as she walked into the hotel, the laughed getting her much unwanted attention as she walked in the elevator.

Atlas squirmed in the bed, sweat running down his face and the rest of his body a frightened and Saddened look on his face, " Don't.... GET AWAY FROM HER! bastard... i'll... i'll..." Izzy walked into the room looking at Atlas a look of horror took over her face as she dropped all of her bags and her smile vanished as she rushed over to him and began to shake him. "I'll... I'll... I'll... I'll... I'll... I'll... I'll... I'll... I'll... I'LL KILL YOU, YOU BASTARD!" Atlas shot up in the bed knocking Izzy back into the wall, Atlas was panting as he slowly began to wake up, "Is...sa...belle? Are you okay I'm sorry, I was just having a horrible nightmare." Wiping sweat off of him with a towel next to the bed, "Let me help you up," Atlas reached his hand out which Izzy grasped and he pulled her to her feet.

Izzy looked at Atlas and smiled, " I got some news you aren't going to like, the Ralley Twins and their partner have got caught up in another mission with some Deity and won't be here for three days, so Lord Death wants us to do recon for that time." Izzy said as she looked at Atlas' sweat soaked sheets, "What could he be thinking of, that can scare him this much?"

Atlas got out walked over the bathroom, "Hmph Lord Death is insane if he thinks I'm gonna just sit here doing recon for three days while their off playing with gods." Atlas said as he walked in the bathroom and turned the shower on, Izzy's eyes grew in size as she finally realized and remembered what Deity meant. "Hey, Isabelle how about we just do the mission ourselves, if it is possible we can clean our hands with this mission." Atlas said as he peaked his head out of the bathroom, "I think I'm gonna have to make friends with those guys if they have a connection with a god I would love a chance to really test my skills." Atlas said as he pulled his head back in to the bathroom and stepped into the shower. "Why did that dream happen, I haven't thought about him since he left."

Izzy waited in the room eating a few burgers that she had bought earlier they had gotten a little cold after everything that had happened, but she didn't care to much. As she ate the bathroom door opened and Atlas walked out buttoning up his shirt, and reached for his blue tie as he walked over to Izzy and grabbed a burger, "Atlas what was your nightmare about?"

Atlas looked into Izzy's eyes and a serious look came over his face, "Akira returned and this time I was his target and he decided to take everything from me. He made me sit there as I watched him kill everyone important to me." Atlas got up and grabbed a few burgers, "Let's get going we'll do one day of recon and start the actual mission tomorrow" Atlas turned Izzy with a smile. Izzy looked at Altas with disbelief at his comment, as Atlas went to leave and smiled at her she smiled back and got up, as they walked out of the hotel room Atlas looked up, "Don't worry it was just a dream, I won't lose to the monster again."

~Algernon Whittaker

Algernon, the right-hand corner of the triangle, covered his eyes as the bright flash of lightning filled the open space. He felt a tingling through his shoes and was glad most shoes had rubber soles. He looked up in time to see the Gator Man make a run for it and Algernon took off after him. It was a good thing he had jogged to school for the past few months, his stamina had increased dramatically. Now, out on a real mission, he decided to let the cat out of the bag. Switching from a swift-gated run Algernon's stride grew longer and like a cheetah he covered the ground between him and the Gator Man in a short amount of time. He had never been good at jogging long distances but he was excellent at sprinting short ones. He raised Hero, his cleaver Weapon partner.
"Soul Resonance: Frozen blade!"
Instantly Hero was covered in a thick layer of ice, making him more durable and the ice formed a blade sharper than his own metal one. Algernon took a swing at the Gator Man's left arm, expecting to hit and freeze the arm, making it useless. But the Gator Man was faster and smarter than his minions and he twirled, striking Alge across the chest with its tail. Alge was knocked back but was able to regain his footing. He was smart enough to wait the few second for the rest of the team and held back from attacking again.

~Jorma Yole

Jorma was contemplating the cathedral in front of her. Could this be the correct one? It seemed to be in the right location.
She turned when she heard her name and her eyes narrowed. "You are well known," she said slowly, thinking of how to respond. He was quite powerful and making enemies of him would be an interesting course, but it would probably bring too much trouble, so she feigned ignorance. "but this goal we seem to share, I'm not sure about it. What is it that you seek?"
He didn't answer and she scoffed as he reached out to her, then froze and forgot what she had been looking for. She felt Aro's hand slip into hers and let herself be walked into the church. Why would she allow this? Passively she watched demonic hounds rise from the floor of the church, people screamed and fought to escape but their voices were muffled and she decided to ignore them.

~Dr. Franken Stein

Franken grinned at Ravel's proposal. "I'm sorry but professors are allowed to be fashionably late." He turned to the group who had been waiting for Ravel and himself and finished with "But students aren't. If any of you are ever tardy again I will have to have you help with one of my experiments." He ignored the student who informed him that he and his assistant were the only ones that were late. He looked around at the group again and placed his hand on Christoff's head.
"I promise that I will teach you all that I can." He attempted to give the kid a reassuring smile but it came out looking a little crazy...
The bus that was designated for them was sitting not too far away, the driver obviously frustrated that they were late and lay on his horn to try to light a fire under their feet. Stein's disposition changed immediately as he straightened up. "Everyone on the bus now, if you don't move it you'll get left behind." He glanced at Ravel to indicate she should climb aboard first. "Remember, always let the ladies go before gentlemen."

The Kishin's Death Scythe Alphonse Ravenclaw

"Thank you for allowing me into your domain Lord Hadrian. It's an honor. My name is Alphonse Ravenclaw. Underling of the Archduke of Laviatria, Aro von Friedhof." Approaching Hadrian internally was difficult. he could feel the madness inside of him fighting to maintain it's energy that was being sucked away by the aura that was seeping from this enormous god. He fought with it. Deep inside. He felt that without the madness he would return to his former self. "He said that you would have a lot to say about the way the world is now."

The Shared Soul Ryuho/Tsukasa

Ryuho sprinted after Algernon finally catching up to him. "Which way did it go?" he asked Algernon. Before Alge could answer the ground rumbled and a loud voice bellowed out.

"I'M GOING TO TEACH YOU THAT GOOD OLE' GATOR BLUES!!!" The Alligator reappeared with enlarged snapping jaws which were oddly unproportioned to the rest of it's body. It rushed at them at blinding speed. Before Ryuho could blink, it was in front of them ready to impact. Tsukasa took over shoving ALgernon out of the way. They fell apart rolling onto the swamp ground.

IDIOT!! Any slower and we'd be dead!Tsukasa chastized. "I Know! I KNow!" Ryuho yelled. he knew with the Gatorman running at that speed would leave them at a disadvantage. He had to slow him down, but how? "I got it! Algernon. I can slow him down...but only for a short time. You have to finish him in that time." He now spoke to Amanda. "I need you to send me all the back up you have." He raised his hands and outstretched them toward the Gatorman who was racing towards them again. "SAEGIRU!!!!" Invisible pulsations radiated through his hands in the direction of the gatorman causing him to lose speed and fall to the ground panting and fatigued. The pulsation were disrupting the flow of the gatorman's soul. "Do it, Alge! Hurry!"

~Algernon Whittaker

Alge nodded resolutely. "Ready, Hero?"
"Ready!" Hero cried, and Algernon rushed the Gatorman again, raising the blade for a severing chop to the back of the neck.
"Soul Resonance: Deadly Injection!"
Hero struck the Gator's spinal column, there was a gross popping noise upon impact as a few of the bones shattered due to the cold of Hero's blade. Before the gator could move in response, Alge jumped away, back towards Ryuho and Ms. Farber. The alligator stood, rubbing the back of his neck where only a little blood came off.
"Ha ha ha!" He bellowed, then began to shake. He looked around quickly and found a boulder that had been in the sun all day. frantically he leaped onto it and spread out, but it was no use, the water running through his cold-blooded veins grew more and more cold until it froze, stopping blood flow altogether. With one shuddered breath the Gatorman lay still. Algernon looked back at Ms. Farber as Hero took his human form and the gator's body disappeared, leaving his corroded red soul. Ms. Farber had a very proud look on her face, and held back, counting the total of Kishin souls the team had revealed.

The large man leaned forward, placing his face within a foot of the young mans, "That I do, but I know you were not sent here just to listen to me speak about how this world has come and how it will go. So speak your business, Servant of the Kishin," the massive being leaned forward and scratched his chin in contemplation, "Better yet, I want to hear your words in their absolute purity," With that, Hadrian extended a thick finger forward, touching the young mans forehead and inhaled deeply. As his finger made contact with Alphonse's forehead, Alphonse could feel his madness being pulled upward, through his throat and out of his mouth in the form of a writhing blob that built within the palm of the god's extended hand.

As the last of the madness left Alphonse's body, it would wriggle and contort in the massive palm untill it formed a small bat bearing the face of Aro von Friedhof and almost instantly imploded into itself forming a white ball of light. The wargod smiled as he looked to the new creation, "There, madness forms wardrive, wardrive forms courage, courage forms strength. Now then, speak your business. I much prefer those who speak to me to speak on their own accord, not as puppets for some tyrant who cannot bother to find me in person," his eyes quickly shot to Eden and flashed a kind smile, "Do not worry, servant of Death, I have not forgotten our business as well. You will have your time just as I am granting this one his. Have patience." With that his eyes turned back to the young man before him.

The Kishin's Death Scythe Alphonse RavenClaw

Alphonse fell to his knees. His eyes wide and shaking. Sweat dripped from his body and suddenly he was overwhelmed by a burst of emotions that had been shrouded in the mist of madness that coated his soul for so long. The crimson in his eyes drained away turning to a darker less potent red. The color of dried blood. He looked up at Hadrian. A single tear fell from his cheek and dampened the ground beneath him.

Then it started to come up. Down from his belly, his truest intentions in their most purest form rose through his throat as he shouted the words with wild conviction of someone with something to protect. "I want to save him!"

Alphonse rose from where he kneeled. His charismatic expression wiped away by the face of an innocent boy standing up to a tyrant. Like David and Goliath. He regained his composure. "He wanted me to convince you to engage the world. So, that your power...war drive would mix with the madness and compel people to engage in more chaos. He predicted that it would combine and create a new level of madness that he could use for his Ascension." Alphonse paused then began to speak again. "But he doesn't understand your power. This feeling...is the exact opposite of the madness wavelength." He reached out to accept the ball of light in Hadrian's palm. He held and gazed at it grudgingly. "It can destroy him."

Alphonse bowed his head. "Lord Hadrian, lesser god of War, bestow upon me your power. In exchange, I'll give you my life."

The Shared Soul Ryuho/Tsuksa

While splitting the red souls in the swamp, Ryuho found something strange in the water and held it up. "Gnar." he said in awe flipping it over. His eyes analyzing every detail. He held his phone up and snapped a picture of it and tucked his phone back into his pocket. "Mrs. Farber, Algernon, Amanda...what do you guys think this is?" He held up to them it was shaped like a stone, but crafted into the shape of an octagon. It was orange and had gold streams stretching out from the center like a miniature sun.

The Devil Kishin Aro von Friedhof

As the screams died down and the hell hounds continued to gnaw on the souls of the people inside the church he led Jorma down the aisle holding her hand in his as of they were a soon to be husband and wife on their way to the altar. He hummed Beethoven's 5th composition, the moonlight sonata. When the reached the pulpit a black liquid snaked from under his coat covering him and Jorma completely and melted into the carpet. A few floors beneath the pulpit in a stone built passageway several feet underground the black liquid dripped from the ceiling. The individuals puddles expanded spread until they were one huge one which blew into a large bubble that shrunk into the forms of Jorma and Aro von Friedhof.

"Jorma...When I was only a student at the DWMA. I heard a story. A story of Jorma Yole and Baltor the Naginata. It was about your companionship and merciless feeding. It was about how you let your hunger turn you into monsters." He smiled crookedly as he led her down the passage way. "But your half of the stroy stole my heart. You much like myself are a scientist at heart. You've destroyed to create and I don't believe for a second that you becoming a Kishin is was an accident. Minds like ours have a thirst for knowledge. A thirst to create. We are the true artist." They reached the end of the passage and began to descend a stairwell which was also made of stone. "To create we need more power and below us is the key to that power. The emblem of Darkness. One of ten...."

Baltor Orthos, The supposedly Dark Naginata
"Crap, I don't see her anywhere!" Baltor shouted as he ran through the crowd looking for his partner. "I guess I have to use soul perception. Jorma is...., Jorma is....., Jorma is shrouded in madness. Her soul wavelength is weaker than it was a moment ago. She's inside the church. Great, I wish I didn't have to do this but," Baltor sighs as he breathes on to a window, "42, 42, 564, to knock on Death's Door, Lord Death, We have a situation, Jorma's been captured and hypnotized by what I believe to be the kishin. I'm going to need you to send back up.""I'll send my best 1 star meistersd and weapons out to help you." Lord Death spoke with a twinge of worry.

Eden snorted "Hadrian is no lesser god ya dingbat." Cut short by a cough by Osmond she curtsied as well as she could in jeans. Her hands started to itch, and she rubbed them on her thighs to suppress the itching. As she hunched her shoulders she felt one of gashes she'd gotten training with the twins crack open. Grumbling about ruined silk she reached into her mind and found no madness, and swore softly. She felt the sticky blood start to clot her shirt to her back and inwardly swore at herself for letting all of her madness go when she hadn't realized she still needed some to fuel her healing. Trying to hide her actions she tugged at the back hem of her shirt, trying to dislodge the silk from the wound so it could heal without the fabric while frantically searching her mental plane for a drop of madness to speed the healing, or at least cause it to scab over. The more she felt the warmth of her blood oozing down her back she more she itched, and the more she itched the more she fidgeted, and the more she fidgeted the bigger the split got. She mentally kicked herself for going with out a bandage, but vanity had won out because the bandage would have shown through the shirt, and she'd assumed that she'd keep her madness stores, and glumly looked at her boot and the smudge of black madness on the toe.

The large man looked to Alphonse with an expression of mild interest, "Ah, now there is the truth. You look to protect someone that will more than likely seal your fate? Interesting, and yet you are willing to betray the one you want to protect in order to insure their safety? I will help you, your cause is very similar to the same one that placed the Ralleys in my service. Therefore, I believe a test is in order for the both of you. While I see many qualities, some bad and some good. I must test your strength of body as well as your strength of will. In times of old I stepped forward to battle the challengers myself, but lately I have noticed your race shrinking, and personally I prefer opponents on my level. With that in mind. Craneo! Jvala! ARIZE AND SERVE YOUR MASTER!"

The great beings voice echoed throughout the cavern, small tiers of dust fell from the cieling as the cave shook. From two of the open tombs came a set of bones. As the two skeletons reached Hadrian's sides, they would assemble themselves and twitch as the darkness began to swirl around them, enveloping them in a thick smoke-like substance. As the smoke finished covering them, it would begin to swirl, giving the bodies form. After the smoke cleared, there would stand before them two strange people. The first was a large, broadshouldered man wearing a black bodysuit adorned with bones except for the two metal skulls worn on his hands like boxing gloves adorned with similar symbols carved into the crown and cheekbones as were painted on the man's shaven and white head. the other was thin, yogic guru with a thick, curly greying beard and dark skin covered by a weathered orange body wrapping.

The larger of the two crashed the two iron skulls together with a sickening grin crossing his face, "I cannot wait to fight once more. It has been far too long, Lord Hadrian, to be brought back for a good fight," As he spoke the man would look over the two and turned his head in confusion, "Wait, this is what I was called back from oblivion to beat up children? This must surely be a joke, my lord." The smaller man would look to his partner and shake his head, "Why must you always think that we were called back to perform violence? There are more ways to settle things beside crashing our fists into each other like barbarians. That being said, Thank you Lord Hadrian for allowing us both this time among the living, it has been quite a while sir."

Eden quickly raises her hand in the air "I call the Yogi!" Walking over to Jvala and preforming the wai perfectly and bowing to the proper height. She quickly rattles off her greeting to him in fluent Hindi "मुझे में ईश्वर के स्वागत में आप ईश्वर की भावना के साथ करता है मुझे इसी भावना के साथ आप. मेरा नाम है' लाॅडर्स" "Namaste. The God in me greets the God in you, The Spirit in me meets the same Spirit in you. My name is Eden" She turns and smiles wide at Hadrian, only to see him frown and point to the other one. Eden feels the pit of her stomach drop. "No? That one?" Pointing to Craneo she gulps and sighs. She walks to the foot of Hadiran's throne and hugs both of the twins a quick good bye and walks over to Craneo and stares up at him, and smiles winningly up at him. "My name is Eden. Its nice to meet you."

The Kishin's Death Scythe Alphonse Ravenclaw

Alphonse watched with a blank expression and somber eyes as she moved into place before the larger being. His foot steps were mere taps as he walked over towards the other thinner being. His eyes started at Jvala's feet and rose meeting his eyes. He showed no signs of intimidation, but aura of new found resolution filled his form. Alphonse threw a fist across his chest. Showing respect the way they did in his country. As he returned the fist to his side, that very arm burst in blazing embers transforming into a long crimson curved blade. "Now, grovel at my feet."

~Algernon Whittaker

Alge, Hero, and Ms. Farber approached Ryuho to inspect the item.
"I dunno what it is but it looks cool!" Hero said. Alge 'hmm'ed his agreement.
"That, my dear students, is what we came here for." Ms. Farber said cheerfully, holding up her right index finger and smiling. "Now, you kids aren't really supposed to know this, but apart from the two of you defeating Gatorman Gus as your assignment my assignment was to retrieve the Emblem of Energy which you, Ryuho, now hold in your hand. I'd say this mission was a very great success."

~Jorma Yole

Jorma let Aro lead her, though bleeding through the floors was very strange she did not complain, simply observed the situation thoughtfully. When Aro began talking she listened politely, intrigued that someone else had willingly become a Kishin for the same reason she had. Science was the only thing that made sense but the only way to make perfect sense is to know it all. That's what the D.W.M.A. had been unwilling to let her do, that's what she intended to do now.
"The Emblem of Darkness, that's what Baltor and I came for." She said quietly. "Perhaps you and I are looking into the same experiment..." She trailed off, a bit unwilling to descend the stairs, but Aro tugged and, still in the trance, she followed.

There was another, shorter hall at the bottom of the stairs, this led to a set of large and thick wooded doors decorated intricately with thick and thin wrought iron wire. The wire joined with a spiral at the separate doors to seal the doors closed, however, there was no keyhole and the iron clasps had convenient handles with which to raise the top wire and thereby unlatch the two doors. Aro and Jorma stopped at these doors and Jorma admired the artwork or iron and carvings in the wood, waiting patiently for Aro.

~Doctor Franken Stein

The trip to London was pretty uneventful, Stein ignored the students with their excited ramblings and tests of strength. He ignored Ravel as she did her homework on the zombies, which he had assigned to her before they left on the trip. He himself was engrossed in his own work, on the zombies, on Medusa, and on the missions ahead. Basilisks and Dragons and other creatures that were surely saturated in Madness, Emblems that may or may not even be there. On a few occasions Stein tensed, though he hoped no one noticed and surely the students didn't, at one point a flight attendant had asked if he needed a barf bag, which he had indignantly refused. The Madness was getting to him, he could feel it in his veins and the closer they got to their destination the stronger the feeling grew. Fortunately it was still a simple tingle here or there but it was enough to cause him to grit his teeth and worry. He was sure he could hold himself together for these missions. He was sure he could...

Eden covered her eyes with her hand "Oh Gods Alphonse. You're such an idiot." Turning from Craneo, she walks over to him and smacks him on the back of the head with enough force to tip him over. "Respect you dingbat, he isn't going to grovel, he's already dead. A SERVANT of the God you're trying to impress. RESPECT him. God you're such a loser." Bowing to Jvala "I'm sorry. He just doesn't know any better. Please don't kill him....yet....."

Turning she returns to Craneo and gazes up at him, "I don't like you......you're creepy"

The Kishin's DeathScythe Alphonse Ravenclaw

Alphonse facial expression wasn't disturbed when he was hit. Once Eden was back in place, he lifted his scythe arm and swung it creating a small gust of wind that blew her skirt up revealing her panties. "Peppermint pattern." He folded his arms. "You know striped make your body look wider." He spat without looking at her. Then straightened his back looked his opponent in the eyes. "Now, Vanish."

The Explosive Ninja Death Parfait <3

The short 13 year old girl in the Falling Star class with multi-colored streaked hair bounced energetically behind Stein, but she noticed something. He was acting odd. She felt something strange about his aura emanating from his body. "Aye, yo Doctuh Stein? You a'ight? You actin kinda weird and it's kinda creepin me out."

Hadrian leaned back in his chair as he watched the four interact with a strange smile, "I see, this should be fun. Enough talk. Shepherd, in order to prove your worth as my envoy, I must also test you along with this newcomer. Depending on how you fair against your opponent, I will determine your right to remain with the Hounds. So then, the opponents have been set. Hounds, I believe it is time to begin the warsong," With that the twins vanished from their master's side and appeared in a higher level of the cave, standing behind two large drums, holding sticks with strange carvings along them. With his servants in place, Hadrian smiled again as he turned back to see the pairs face one another, "now then... begin!" With the call, the twins began playing an intense melody that would fill each warrior with a sense of dread and excitement as the rhythm flowed through their bodies down to their very cores.

Craneo looked to the young girl with a grin as he licked his chops with a hungry stare, "Funny, I like you. I think you look absolutely delicious!" The large man cocked his head from one side to the other, causing his neck to crack loudly. As he popped his neck, Craneo would pop the metal skull gloves in the same manner, causing them to make a similar sound as the main neck. As Craneo finished popping and getting loose, he would lean down to be eye to eye with his opponent as the sound of the drums resonated throughout the cavern, "Well then, I think it's dinnertime!" As he shouted the last word, Craneo's forehead would make heavy contact with Eden's, spreading a sickening crack over the music of Hadrian's personal guard.

Meanwhile, Jvala would be apraising his opponent with a kind yet mocking smirk as he listened to his opponent speak, "You speak to your opponents and your competitors with such disrespect. I do not intend to fight you, I am indeed bound by my vows to never kill another living thing." After seeing the seriousness in his opponents face and the confident manner in which he spoke, Jvala stroked his beard in contemplation, "Vanish? I think that is a prime idea," with that the old man snapped his fingers as he took one step towards his opponent. With the sound of the snap and the single step, Jvala, Eden, the cave, everything faded from Alphonse's sight, and yet everything could still be heard. Jvala stood perfectly still as he observed his opponent, "You see, you carry yourself as though you are the master of this territory, but I am here to teach you that in this world, this cave, nay this very perimeter of my choosing, you are subject to the whims of others. Did you not find it strange that a pacifist would be called into the service of a wargod?" Jvala smiled as he took a deep breath, and with the sound of the fading exhale, the world fell silent upon Alphonse's deafened ears. The old man lowered onto his haunches as he observed his opponent, waiting to see what would be the next move.

~Prof. Stein

Stein meandered the country road that the group had been dropped off on. They were just outside the city of London and he had a vague idea of the direction they were to head in. Honestly though, trying to keep even a small bunch of new students in a group was like herding adolescent cattle. There was one particular girl with, interesting hair, bouncing along near the front of the group. She was kind of annoying but at the same time was probably the best thing keeping him sane at the moment, keeping his mind off the madness. The madness... His head began to swim and his eyes blurred, he felt himself begin to stumble and stopped, gritting his teeth. Suddenly the girl's voice broke through and he realised he'd stopped moving. He groaned quietly to himself then put on a reassuring smile and turned to her.

"Oh no I'm fine, really there's nothing to worry about, it's just that I think we ought to head a little more to the left, our destination isn't going to be directly on the road in front of us, it's probably hidden in some ruins or something."

One good thing about the Madness, the closer they got to the Emblem the more it affected him, acting as a sort of homing beacon. Fortunately the Madness infused in the guardians or relics here wasn't too much for him to handle. Not at the moment anyway.