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...the Warlord brushed some leftovers of the moon from his armor and sighed, then he started talking at the sign on his hand "...Chronicle, I´ll need some of the memories back I´ve stored...oh and contact the Abysseans, they should track the mark I´ve placed on that guy during our little...scrimmage." ...a moment of silence... then a female voice from the sign "...very well...we´re done flicking time space back together. I´ll tell the Abysseans to track him." another moment of silence "...are you...alright?" the Warlord floated by the sun stretching out his arms..."Hm... yeah, I think so." he laughed "...guess I got a little rusty...", the Warlord disappeared without a trace between the dimensions...
