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A semi conscious Kaylin lays on mud soaked leaves in a woodland clearing on the outskirts of Tokyo.  Her hands, feet and neck bound by a blue-white ribbon. "You've been a tough woman to kill" teases Darus, his sword hovering above her, its blade glistening in the light of a waxing moon. "But your head is about to leave your shoulders and your powers will transfer to me and I'll become the key." Chuckling he asks; "Do you seriously think I would have trusted you to destroy the 8th gate?" Out of a bruised eye socket Kaylin flashes him a look of pure hatred. "Oh dear Kaylin," he mocks "once I 'disappear' and your world is destroyed

"DARUS!" she heard the name screamed aloud and turned to meet a sword hilt as it smashed into her face, shattering her nose.  On her knees and through stinging eyes she glanced at her assailant. 'No, it can't be' but it was.  The attacker, clothed in red was the woman she had once been; Kaylin. There was little time to comprehend.  The raised sword readying for the killer blow and within the gleam of the bright scimitar she saw her own new reflection.  She raised her hand to her face and recognition flashed across it. She had become Darus. She was now he. "I will defeat you Darus!" snarled the woman