Suddenly Dianite felt his whole life drain out of him. He had been hit, right in the chest. He felt everything leaving him. He felt darkness surrounding him, and then, nothing. Mianite was crying by the shore. Tears racing down his face. He had smited his own friend. Then, a voice was talking to him, it was Ianite. FEAR NOT, FOR HE IS STILL ALIVE, YOU KNOW THIS, A GOD CANT DIE THAT EASILY, DIANITE HAS HIS MIND SET ON YOUR REALM, NOTHING CAN STOP HIM, NOT EVEN DEATH. Mianite was startled, he jumped up and ran to Dianites realm. Through a crystal ball he saw that Dianite was not dead, but he was in chains. They would not have to worry about him for a long time. Mianite slowly wandered to the shore again. He sat down and wept. But, at least, there was... Peace. For now.
