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[Dragonsbane]

Reality tore itself open with a shriek of planar boundaries rubbing together, a disconcerting sound that pulsed multiple times at once in several different and distinct rhythms of horrifying beauty and gut-wrenching hideousness.

Dragonsbane stomped out, an uncharacteristic look of fury on his face. He was swearing in dozens of languages, several of which caused small, nearby objects to explode.

Black flames crackled and hissed between his fingers, coruscating scarlet meteors the size of peas orbiting his hands like a miniature meteor shower. He raised both, pointing them at Raiden, and invoked two swear words that were less heard than felt, roaring into the minds of all who heard them, palpable to more than just the six senses. The veins in Dragonsbane's forearms bulged, huge bubbles traveling beneath the skin...then they exploded, whipping like cords through the air and spraying his blood over the ground.

The effect was a hole punched in reality, black flames eating the air, eating the debris, eating everything in a column of ebon glory from the outstretched palms of Dragonsbane's hands. The meteors shrieking, and grow as they spiraled down the column. They were the size of basketballs when they impacted what remained of Raiden, then they imploded.

All color within a mile abruptly inverted and became its negative, Dragonsbane's eyes shining white as he forced his will upon the magical forces he had summoned, wrestling with his spell to keep the radius from expanding. Raiden's pieces, along with a great deal of debris, god-killing bullets, and a vast amount of more-or-less normal bullets were sucked into a void that manifested at his heart, a portal to absolute, all-consuming nothingness that lasted for only a millisecond before it closed with a hiss...and the colors returned to normal. Raiden was gone, not just physically, but completely and utterly gone.

Dragonsbane fell to his knees, blood drenching his robes. He awkwardly cradled his arms, flayed and in some places skeletal to his elbows, ravaged by exploded veins and arteries, in his lap. He tried to move his fingers, but the nerves and muscles were gone, leaving only bloodied bone and torn ropes of muscle.