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"Ye asked with malice in yer eye, Kerobian... no more no less and what ye dish out I return." snarls the kitsune in a low deadly voice then she turns tail and stomps out of the study in a huff.

Amestru gives a low worried relieved whistle. "Ummm... I hate to bring this up, old friend, but ye need her to make this spell work." he says shaking his head. "Dang, I haven't seen her this mad since... well... since i forgot both her birthday and our anniversary in the same year... then made some lame comment about how she never buys me anything anymore..." He chuckles weakly. "Ye better hope this blows over, Kerobian. She's got a rather long memory."

And finds himself flying against the wall enveloped in a radiant sphere of luminescent light.

Amestru is on his feet, his face a savage caricature of his former self, snarling, his hands curled, glowing with power, one coming up growing ever brighter.

Kerobian realizes he's made a grave mistake. The sphere Amestru has encased him in is made of pure twilight. and it is slowly contracting about him. The pain is beyond tolerable.

Lyssan turns around, instinctively dodging the venom and stares in horror. "What the hell!" she cries in shocked dismay. "Ame, what are ye doing? Stop it... stop it right now! He's your friend!"

Amestru growls angrily, his face twisted by emotions too strong to describe. "But Lyssie, he attacked ye..." he says with dismay, releasing the cub with an abrupt wave of his arm. The glow in his hands is still there and the anger. If anything he is on the alert, ready for anything Kerobian might attempt to throw at him.

"All that would have done was put me to sleep, Ame. As a cub he can't hurt me that way." says Lyssan running to the cub's side. "Damn it, Kerobian... why did ye have to go pull such a fool stunt..." she cries, straightening out his body, looking for signs of trauma, checking for a pulse.

She begins cpr, pouring her power through her touch, drawing on the divine, forcing herself to forgive, to embrace and willing him to live. Amestru comes up behind her, confused by her actions and slowly he joins in, feeding her his energy, giving her his aid, knowing that his own touch would only further Kerobian's distruction.

"Damn it, Jor... Get yer scaly little a** down here!" shouts Lyssan at the top of her lungs.

**great, so now we have a soulness half dead shell on our hands... what next...*

The kitsune catches a fleeting glance of Kerobian's response and continues to pour her power into him. He might be nothing more than a power sink right now, but all that healing power should be having some sort of an affect on his barely alive body. She'll worry about the details later. Her hands begin to glow and fade as she pours her strength into him, she she ignores the fact. Dissipation is still a long way off. Though she will be abnormally hungry for a long time to come.

"Well," says Lyssan hopefully, "that could have been a good sign."

"Doubt it," says Amestru in a dead voice.

Lyssan turns to look at him and begins to panic. There is blood trickling form his left ear and the skin about his mouth seems more blue than normal. His fur is drab and there is far more gray in it than usual. "Ame, what's wrong?" she begs worriedly.

He flashes her a wan grin and sinks down to the pillow by the fire with extreme care. "I'm old, Lyssie... Face it, we both know I wouldn't last forever. I.. I think it's time to let go... I..."

He doesn't get another word out before she flings herself at him.."No... no.. ye can't... I can't lose both of ye... NO!"

He sighs heavily and pulls her close. "Lyssie, love. Ye need me right now. To keep ye together. And I'm no longer afraid. I can go to me kin happy."

"Ye fool..." she cries in desperation. "Ye damn, pig-headed fool... why would I want to live iffin yer not here with me... Ame... Ame... AME!"

The room is filled with silence, broken only by the sounds of a fire crackling on the grate and an occassinal sob from a lone small fox.