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OOC: So, I guess I edit my previous post? Hmm.
IC: Rhazor takes the shape of his natural form.. He is bleeding everywhere, and seems almost unreckognizable. The shattered figure, stands up, and pulls out his Moonblade. He leans against it for a minute. Then he hurtles himself into the rift. A trail of blood follows from where he was to where he went. That is all that remains of what was Rhazor..
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