The Shadow Lord's grip on his neck tightened. "GIVE ME BACK MY BODY!"
He yelled back to himself, "MY HOST, NO! THE THREAT HASN'T BEEN ELIMINATED!"
"GIVE ME BACK MY BODY!"
"WAIT... NO..."
The darkness on each sides of the bones forming the Dark Lord's face mask cracked, and from these cracks, a massive rush of black smoke covered its body, spinning like a whirlwind. The floating Dark Sword fell to the ground, shattering before dematerializing. Each portal slowly disappeared, and Lucas and the Stone Giant fell to the ground.
"Finally, free!" Lucas said, as he rubbed his neck before raising his head to see the large vortex of darkness formed whirlwind spreading in width. "We have to move!" he called out loud to Terragrim, who had already uncoiled himself from the massive ball he formed.
"SMASH DEVIL?" The stone giant asked.
"Not now!" Lucas yelled. "Just save Nicolas!"
"GOT IT?"
