Justin debates briefly whether scaling the walls would be any quicker than taking the stairs. ~Not three stories, it won't.~ He takes the stairs four at a time, wishing fervently that he had more weapons than just a knife.

Justin curses, with feeling, the tendency of Darkwood towards flashy apparati where the ordinary would have much better served. The teleportation device takes ages too long to get him to the top.

The top of the balcony has been completely transformed into a makeshift hopsipital. Everything that was there before has been replaced with nearly all the contents of the medlab, and over by the bed are the four resopnsible for removing Razz's seal.

Walker eyes the newcommer and looks over at Kesnick, "Wonderful...we have company, sir."

Kesnick nods at Walker, then turns to Lucius, "Keep working. We're nearly done." then walks over to Justin.

Kesnick says, "Ah, Justin, finally awake. How are you feeling?"

Justin asks: A trifle stressed at the moment, actually. Excuse me, but do you all know precisely what you're doing?

Kesnick says, "Yes. We are removing Razz's seal."

Kesnick says, "She has volunteered to help us fight the Dark Warriors, who are bent on destroying Eldaria."

Tracha nods haughtily at that. "Of course we know what we're doing. If we cannot lure Eikigou back to us, then, as Kesnick said...we will need her help, as most likely she'd be our only chance."

Justin scoffs at 'volunteered'. "You do realize she'll probably carry right on through with you, me, and in fact most of the population of Eldaria after she finished with the Dark Warriors?"

Kesnick says, "Not to worry. When we're done, we will put the seal back on her."

Kesnick says, "Lucius is working on the process right now."

Justin can't stifle his laugh, this time.

Justin says: Nevermind, you're right. Carry on, all of you.

Kesnick says, "What? You know something we don't?"

Justin's right hand flickers as the force blade springs to life. "Yes, I know what you're about to unseal."

Tracha peers at Justin with a rather disdainful/unbelieving look... "Oh, really? What could you possibly know that we don't? You were asleep all this time, after all."

Kesnick outstretches his right arm, and the balcony is divided into two by a green field, seperating Razz and the rest from Justin and Kesnick.

Justin says: And how many times have you seen Justice unleashed? You really do not know what you're dealing with, here.

Kesnick lets his arm fall to his side once more, "You aren't planning on taking her by force, are you?"

Kesnick says: If we do nothing, this world will be destroyed

Justin says: If you do this, this world will be destroyed.

Kesnick says: Then, like I said, we will put the seal back on her.

Kesnick asks: What's so absurd about that?

Walker says, "We're almost done, Kesnick."

Justin raises his blade and steps past Kesnick. Gathering his energy, he pushes forward and parts the green field. "The whole concept is absurd. Stop it."

Walker throws his arm down, and a spring loaded pistol launches into his palm. He grabs ahold of said pistol, and aims it at Justin's head, "Hold it right there!"

Tracha says, "I think that you talk too much. Justice, HAH. You don't even know the meaning of the word. Quite unbecoming of the former leader of a prestigious university, I'd say."

Kesnick reaches into thin air, as if he were pulling something otu of a sheath, and pulls out a cane made of solid gold, and diamond tipped. He grabs ahold of the cane by the head, and aims it at Justin's back.

Lucius says, "Give me a few more seconds, sir..."

Kesnick says, "I will not let you take away the one chance we have at saving this world."

Tracha reaches into his suit and pulls out that little gold fire spewing dragon-capped rod. "The odds are against you, my good man; all of the classic weapons are out, trained upon your person...some people never had it so good."

Justin lets the green energy seal behind him, and runs the last few steps to the operating theater. Blade held high, he intersects with Lucius just as he turns to report, and brings his sword down in a hard arc. No time for conversation now.

Walker fires his gun at the blade, throwing it off enough for Lucius to duck out of the way and to the left.

Kesnick sighs and throws his arm to the side again, disipating the green field, and takes aim at Justin with the cane, firing offield, and takes aim at Justin with the cane, firing off a lightning bolt in his direction.

Lucius darts across to the other side of the table over to Razz's feet.

Razz's eyes shuttered, as if she were beginning to come out of her sedated state...

Lucuis says, "Sir! I've completed the removal!"

Justin's blade swings wide of the mark, and the momentum carries him around full circle to face the oncoming bolt. Rushed as he is, his runic only half-absorbs the lightning. Not that it matters, anyways. "Ahhh, we're all f-fucked now."

Kesnick lowers the cane and smiles.

Tracha sighs. "I didn't even have to fire off a shot, either. Well, then, shall we be off to hunt for the Dark Warriors?"

Walker and Lucius back away to join Kesnick.

Kesnick nods at Tracha, "That would be phase two."

Razz's eyes opened, glowing. The force commonly known as THE JUSTICE taking full control of Razz's sedated body, as if controlling a puppet.

The three of them step to the glowing circle at the south end of the balcony, just in case.

Tracha nods. "We shall confront Eikigou first. We might actually have a chance of turning him, with Hyoushou's help."

Justin's blade disappears in a shower of sparks, and he turns now to face what will undoubtedly be his doom. So be it.

Razz's body leviated from the operation table, her limbs hanging just a bit... limp, as is her head.

Kesnick nods at Tracha, then steps on the circle, vanishing into its blue light.

Walker and Lucius follow suit.

Tracha follows Kesnick and the others through and such.

Razz's eyes scanned the room as the participants vanished from view, looking almost annoyed.

Razz's eyes then came to rest on Justin, the only occupant of the room that had remained. "You," a voice very much unlike Razz's sounded. "This body is drugged. Where is the antidote?"

Justin says: Don't know. Wouldn't expect there to be one here, actually. I'd guess they all thought you'd be able to handle it yourself.

Justin animates, slightly. "I could probably clear your system of whatever it is."

Razz's lips hardly moved, even as the voice echoed. "Do so, this body must be functional."

Justin shrugs. The antidote spell is basic white magery, hardly requiring a thought to cast now. Hopefully it suffices.

Razz's head arched back, and it turned, as if testing out the efficiency of the purge. Slowly the blinding glow in her eyes dimmed, and the shade took a turn to blue.

Justin waits. Something more is coming. No point in wondering what.

Standing still, Razz lifted her hands, and took a hold of her head, as if dizzy. Slowly she lifted her eyes, and recognized Slowly she lifted her eyes, and recognized who she saw. "Justin..." she murmured, tone flooding with relief. Her eyes shimmered with a blue glint, and her voice also seems to have a different ring to it as well. Louder, somehow. She took a step forward and slumped against him, fatigued.

Justin is no more or less prepared for this than he would have been for his own annihilation. "Are you hurt?"

Razz's hands took a hold of Justin's greatcoat. "I'm very tired.... But I am free..." her new voice rang clearly in the room. "They tried to seal... urgh..." Razz pulled away, shaking her head. "Seal me... no... But I... no... not I... yes... seal me... but this cannot stay sealed... years have passed, but here I am again..." Razz managed this confusing sentence, as if struggling with something in her head.

Justin shakes his head, slowly. "You were here, sealed, for more than three, if it helps you any. Can you walk?"

Razz's face took on a cool, apathetic expression. "This is another world, I see..." She frowned. "This place reeks of greed for power... But they were the ones who had done away with the seal. With the intention of battling.... this dark orb. I see." Her head jerked, and Razz reached up with her hands to hold her head again. "I have changed... I am not the same..."

Razz carried on this schizophrenic conversation with herself. "No... I... This is what I am... She had changed me... And I had killed... yes, it's coming back now." She looked up again, straight at Justin, this time. "Kneel," she commanded.

Justin kneels. What else is he supposed to do?

Razz then placed a glowing hand over Justin's bare head. "With my authority, I pardon you," Razz declared simply.

Justin didn't know she could do that. Doesn't think she should have, either. "If I may, I would know what I've done to merit an exemption."

Razz says: Because my- I, wish so. Do not question me.

Justin says: Wouldn't think of it.

Justin stands, slowly. "Mmm. I should think that leaving would be good, right now, d'y'agree?"

Razz says: They may have banished me, but I was born out of their wishes... every single one of them... But they cannot execute my powers without a host, and thus I came to have a mind... my own will... As they realized that, they came to fear me... Their own creation... No matter.

Razz's eyes took on a brighter glow, only a hint of blue remains. "I sense what they have unleashed me to eliminate... I shall, then."

Justin nods, solemnly. "And the rest?"

Razz did turn and look into Justin's eye as she answered. "The rest will have their time. But for now, my- I need to dress." She scanned the room, spotting Kesnick's trenchcoat not too far off across the room. With a flick of her wrist, the coat unhooked from its rack, and flew to Razz. She dressed efficiently, without a change of expression, then left the room.

Justin does not watch her go. He doesn't seem to watch much of anything, actually. After a moment he wanders over to the Chairman's desk and drops heavily into the chair. Hell of a day.