Order cast a teleportation spell
When the bodies of Robert Zakalia and Arcane Blade finally appeared near him Order decided that never again would he have apprentices. He took out his dagger for a moment and contemplated his own demise. No, now was not the time for he himself to die the death that the Anrufe would probably want along with Hikaru. He saw the bodies and let loose a flood of tears for the deceased. He could do nothing to hold their spirits back but yet he could honor them even in death. "Aura Copy!" The orb of negion flew out of Arcane's chest and the sphere of guardian magic flew out of Robert Zakalia's chests.
That was all he could do for the brave champions that had fought so long and hard for him besides shed tears over their bodies which he did sadly. He solemnly promised that he would never risk another apprentice in the line of duty again and merely go over with himself. He took the orbs then and inserted them into his own body. He would hold them until he could find a rightful master for the new types of magic that were inside his body. Deciding upon a final honor for his friends and companions and loyalists he picked up their weaponry and discarded his own. "From here on out there will be not two or three, only me." He immediately buried them and using his ability forced headstones to rise.
