Livouf Takar leapt out of bed, suddenly, his eyes wide with panic.
"Typhon sided with the forces of good?  And the outcast Espers?"
Suddenly his plans seemed in jeopardy.  He would NOT be caged again.
Sweating, Livouf called for a guard.

"Lord Edgar?" the guard asked.

"Bring me twenty women from the town!" shouted Livouf.

The guard raised his eyebrow.  "Isn't that a bit many, even for your
Highness?"

"Just bring them!"

***

The women entered, confused, and Livouf gestured for the guard to leave.
He began chanting.

"Loes nicrom
 Togas tikta.
 Ima sheenan
 Balas dikta."

A green light enveloped the women, and they dropped to the ground dead.
The green light formed into a black pearl.  Livouf grabbed a knife and a
golden bowl from his bedside table, and began to chant again.

"Somar sangre
 Timas olan.
 Iyak mitra
 Shoran ikan."

As he chanted, he drew the knife along his forearm, biting deep into his
muscle.  Blood gushed into the container.  He dropped the black pearl in,
and then pulled himself free from the body of Edgar.

Edgar began to sob on the floor, as memories of what he had done flashed
through his mind.  Livouf ignored him, and lowered himself into the
blood.  He felt his power magnify.

"From the Dark World, bring me Sithon!"  The torches in the room
simultaneously went out.  Screams filled the city of Figaro, as the
people died.  It took a great deal of blood power to cast the spell;
Livouf spared soldiers, he would need them, but not villagers.  And
before him the world began to shimmer.

It looked like a reverse X-Zone, a fold in space, as Sithon came forth.
Roughly the size of a large human, Sithon had pale white skin and a mane
that cascaded to the floor.  His eyes were red, and his lips onyx.  He
was clad in only a breech-cloth, and he stumbled forward, confused.

Livouf turned towards Edgar, and prepared to re-enter him.

"NO!  Never again!" shouted Edgar, leaping out of his window.  An audible
crunch followed as he hit the ground, but he dragged himself up, and kept
running.

"DAMNATION!" thought Livouf, realizing that Edgar still had the Orb, and
his vaunted attributes.  He turned towards Sithon, Lord of Demons, and
realized that a host was readily available.  Things were working out
better already.

He oozed into Sithon as he had Edgar, and basked in his new power.  He
was invincible!  Bring on Typhon!  With the combined forces of a DemonLord
and a Magi, no one could stop him!  And the Demon's dark powers linked
him to the Dark World, giving him an infinite source of power.

"HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!"

A single rider fled the stables, his hair pitch black and his eyes red.
Edgar was fleeing madly towards South Figaro.