Tarik glares at Leaf, "Grrr... Stupid guardian, you think this will stop me?" The air was thick with dust and grime from the avalanche. He starts to move the stones out of the way one by one. It would be slow and tedius but he has already waited and suffered all of these years waiting for the guardians to return so that he could thwart them and put history right for the demons.
"You may have slowed me down, but a ghost cannot take the stone. I will get it eventually!"
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