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Illusions made real, the intangible tangible, from bonds to hope to darkness, Icetales and Petram remained as the Chaotic atmosphere dissipated. The sky shined brightly and the moon even brighter, and the rumbles of battle indicated the way forward. While tired, they still had to press onward...

He didn't even say a word. He let out something akin to a croak, or a wheeze, as he tried and failed to call lightning down upon Petram. He stared, wide-eyed, at Icetales, like he couldn't believe what had happened, or perhaps that he'd regretted turning against Icetales... But there would never...

There must have been a thousand thoughts racing through the daemon's mind, and perhaps a thousand hypothetical scenarios that were being played out in his head. And then, with one final snarl, he brought his head down. "To submit as the weaker daemon... to be at the mercy of a child... To agree...

"A great lot of platitudes, but all meaningless in the end!" Father smirked, a horrible grin followed, as he pulled. He finally got a hold of his Soul Blade and pulled back. The gesture heaved against Icetales' own grip, narrowly taking it out. Had Icetales not focused enough on the blade? Or...

"You DARE... defy me? Your Father!?" He tugged on the Soul Blade again, but the chains were strong, and he couldn't pull out of it. He also couldn't let go. "FALL!"

"Ngh--!" He swung his blade back, but then it got caught by the chains several feet away. His eyes, wide with surprise and anger, stared directly at Icetales. "How... DARE you. Do not think this is the end... My scythe may not work, but certainly the elements shall! Face my wrath!"

"Grrragh!" Father swung blindly forward, slicing the Wraith in two before hopping backwards, twirling his scythe threateningly. It may not harm Icetales, but he could still use it to ward attacks. But he still smirked. "Look at this. Just a touch of that power... and already only a slip away...

"Oh?" He leaned forward, his grin somehow even wider against his skeletal jaws. "Is that really what you think? After so much time, so much AGONIZING time in this wonderful world... you want to return? I should have done this earlier, if all I had to do was grab someone even weaker than you..."...

Everything spun at first, until eventually Icetales awoke to another swath of darkness and dust and bitter winds. Had it all been some elaborate dream? Icetales awoke bound in chains, but they had a lot of give. Even the most basic tugs would break them, leaving only a clattering, metallic...