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"I know that i would need at least 50 well traned alchemists and a very high compleity circle to make every thing new but i can tansmuted the buildings back as long as every part of it is still there and it is a small building, so just get me raw amterials and i can assemble peices of a biulding them you can assembly thing into a biulding liek old time barn rasing."

Traven walks up to a pile of crumbed concreate and transmutes it into a wall. sparks flying over the rubble joining it dissassmebkling it and putting it back top gether.

"Why don't you ask Marcus? He's an alchemist." Brett had two walls of the store next to his up, and was almost done with the third.

Erk dreamed; Bullets... rockets... then brighter than the sun, blood. It flowed like river, so many dead on both sides, and yet they all kept marching. How could anyone do this to other beins. It was horrible, so many lifes swaalowed up for such selfish desires. BUt it was worse, Erk was one of the ones adding to the blood shed.

"What am I?" he questioned in his unconciousness.

The Imp landed on his chest and look questioningly at Erks face. It was as if it wasn't sure weather to help him or wisper more of the terrible truth into his ears.

-meanwhile-
THe burly machinist slapped Traven on the sholder, "DOn't worry kid, we work in a dangerous bussiness, were used to having to rebuild. You do what you can with your alchemy though, every bit of help is apreciated."

Its was like a swarm of giant metal ants burst forth. THe machines swrmed the damaged buildings, and working in near unison, began to rebuild. Erks damaged machines soon got up and began putting themselves back together, and began moving what rocks they could back into place.

Marcus turned around hearing his name. "Did someone say anything about needing me?" He walked over to where Traven was trasmuting. "Need help?"

uugghh. Stop sulking, you wimp!
Chase's inner concious forced him up on his feet. By now he was pretty sure Lutia wasnt nearby....well, if she was, he couldn't see her.
Looking around at the rebuilding being done, Chase decided to attempt to help out. Seeing the few nearby *Traven and Marcus* He peeked at them--rather shyly for a guy--and asked:
"Is there any possible way I could help?"

"A monster's machine, what else. They trained you for it. Gave you pwers and sent you to kill their enemies. Kill your enemies to, you've time enough now." Sadi a voic in erks subconcious.

Erk's body cringed, but his mind remained steady. "A bit cliched don't you think. No, I'm the same person I always was, youre the one who's different." WHen the Imp noticed Erk cringing, he removed the device atached to Erk's brow. It disengaged, and the Imp swallowed it hole, "Keep it safe for latter" it muttered.

The voice began to fade. "Be taht as it may, I am still part..."

The Imp opened its wing and caught a non existent beeze, lifting itself off of the limp body of Erk. It flew slowly, surveing the damage, paricularly that which Erk had caused. It spoted Marcus and hovered close to one ear. "So, what does this firend think of that hostility which was directed at, and by master Erk?"

Brett finished the roof and began to fit the windows. "So, that goes there, but where does that one go..? Ah-ha!" He slid a window in effortlessly and went to the next one.