***Lightning crashes throughout the stadium, and a ravishing roll of thunder poured into the arena floor, causing the building to swell up a bit.
From amidst the darkness the clouds casted in the arena, one light grew greater and greater. From that area the man lifted from the floor. A smile streaking on his face, a white glow of shielding energy encased his body as he couldn't help but smirkingly stare at Mortismere, the cowherd, inside of his old body.

The man floated right over the guard rail and then onto the ring apron where stood. Mortismere's eyes were wide, this man's energy was of the purist form. It was breath taking.***

Mortismere: "...it's...it's"
his words whimper from his shaking lips,

"...it's you... isn't it Zedek?"

***Charon looked on a bit confused as Mortismere decided to stop fighting a losing battle, maybe this man would be so kind as to spare him. The man slowly stepped into the ring, then made his way over to Mortismere, leaned over and whispered into his ear.***

???: "You really did take from me everything you could steal..."
the man glances over the dead body of Dylious,

"didn't you?"

***Motismere looked terrified, then suddenly, with Mortismere quivering in his face, the man's face went flat as he roared.***

???: "DIDN'T YOU!!!!"

***The man shouted loud, as a gigantic ball of bright white energy, surrounded him. The ground was shaking, then in an instant the entire ring caught on fire! The man looked over at Charon, smiled a bit, then lifted his arm up to the air, suddenly the brace that he road in on dropped, grabbing mortimsere the man grabbed onto it as it started to lift them up into the air.
Once the men were about 45 feet up Mortismere start pleading with him.***

Mortimsere: "PLEASE! PLEASE GODDAMNIT! LET ME GO!!!!"

***The man smiled and did as his former master asked. The body fell like a stone from a plane and smashed right into them middle of the ring, right in front of Charon. The body smashed through the canvas, breaking multiple bones.

The man went all the way up and perched onto one of the steel rafter beams, he sat there quiet, and obviously happy of what he did, waiting for something else to happen.