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rocking back and forth on her flaming roller The GameOn Magazine 59
discs. Meanwhile, Nox just smiled nearby, silent.
So that was it. The ban hammer had come
down and claimed another poor soul for all
of eternity. Yet, as Apollo glanced around, he
saw many familiar faces, heard many familiar
voices. By chance, was this someone he knew?
“Great spirit,” he asked, “why are we
here? Why bring me to this event?”
But as before, no answer came. Instead,
the cloaked silhouette led him closer and
closer to the front of the crowd, as he heard
more and more of this man’s life. He didn’t
like what he heard at all. Finally, though,
they reached the front of the crowd.
Here was Ymir, dressed in black ice, melty
tears trickling from the corners of his eyes. But
it seemed the departed had a mourner at least
among the gathered crowd. Nu Wa hovered next
to him, her face twisted with grief and sadness.
“I heard about Ravana,” someone said,
and after just a moment. “I’m so sorry.”
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