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*You find that the green aura locks up any conversion into amaranthine, causing the force to crumble within itself instead*
You'll find it hard to kill me here, when my soul is still outside this realm.
*Maintains a deep, steady breath, maintaining as much composure as I can amidst the stabs*
I have all of eternity... and many ways to kill you. You..however... are running out of time.
*grabs you by the face, forcing you full of corruptive amaranthine*
You fight for old masters.. for ancient ways no longer necessary. What a shame.