Back at the plain where the Libras scale resigns. There is a oval table, a mirror with the same size of the table and two chairs. The mirror is levitating 8 feet above the table reflecting the table and chairs. The table is divided with one side being light and the other be dark with small lights resembling the stary night. The chairs are opposite of each side for the light. The chair is almost crystalized reflecting lights to the dark side, the dark side chair is a dark bluish hue that is reflecting the light of the stars giving the illusion if water flowing to the light side. Sitting on the chairs for the light is a heavily armored paladin with a helmet that has no opening, the armor has muiltiple slashes, dents, and cracks.The armor looks unusable, staring into the light with its left arm laying on the table looking up at the mirror then lowering his head to look straight.
"Is this wise Judge."
Opposite from him is silouite of a dark hooded maiden robe. There is no face on the hooded robe only the reflect of the stary background. Sitting cross legged arms cross staring only at the mirror She responds "No." Turning her head at the paladin "Protector I should be the one asking that question." Putting one arm on the table while the other is still in crossed matter. "Why did you gift him your power." Silence fills the room for a while. "The power that, remind you cant be restored!" Her hand on the table turns to a clenching fist "Just look at you! Protectors Field is a high rank blessing that can only be borrowed by those you personally appoint. Anyone else who uses it will be using the power of the Protector." Clenching her fist she lowers her head the hood hiding her astral face. "You are making a risky, no lethal choice Protector." Looking at the Protector she lifts her fist clenching it. The stars on the skin of Judge travel to the fist.
"What are you doi-!" Protector shouts only to be binded by dark chains wrapping him to the chair. "Jud-!" More chains immediately wrap his limbs. "Stop it, this is my decision you crazy women!" The chains around the chair begin to lift him while his limbs are stretched in different directions. The chains attached to his limbs fly towards the sky with a loud metal clang, a heavy broken armor is lifted suspended by black chains in a corpse like matter. Looking down at the women that caused this he lets out sigh with a defeated stare. "Judge we are all that's left of our order, my order cannot continue without my Kin. while yours can be easily restored by having a disciple teach your ways to continue." The chains around him form new wider cracks on the armor.
"Where is that arrogant anoying buffoon called Protector." Judge Looking straight up. "Have you already decided to give up, well guess what I haven't. I don't know what goes inside the hollow helmet you call a head but I can tell you this. I'm won't die being the only one left, not again!"
Opening her clenched fist she raises both her arms. The left hand writing sigils from left to write and her right hand drawing symbols from up to down. The sigils begin traveling like a strip swirling around attaching itself to the chains close to the armour, With a yellowish hue the sigils are imprinted on the chains. The symbols instead enlarge and spun around the armor cutting off the chains that are not imprinted while also melting the imprinted into the armor. The cut off chains are compacted and shredded to form dust that is used with the symbols as a filler for the small cracks and slashes. Smaller symbols were used to help fix the dents while also scraping off any excess chains.
"This should do for now, anymore and our balance will be trouble." Clasping her hands the light begin to flow back the her black silhouette body. "We now share the same fate, funny if this was back then our beliefs would be at each others neck."
Snapping her fingers the marking and shapes fade while a paladin armor being brought down by slowly falling. The armor no longer looks broken instead it looks like a celestial copy. The dark engravings from the chain have a nyan blue color covering all over the body. The armor falls on the chair staring at Judge ready to voice out only to be stopped by raised hand.
"We can argue about this later." She signals him to look up at the mirror not averting his gaise. "Right no we have a show ready to start." Stretching both her arms on the table she leans back to look up. "Who knows this maybe the last fun we will get to see so...how about a bet."