Jack's Cherubs rushed into the City and reap the lives of any lingering Jakahn warriors or agents. Two or three of them would find survivors and pick them up. These scared stiff undead were flown to the northern hill where Verruca resided, placed there by Jack.

A Jakahn warrior struck out at a Cherub, only to be cut down by another from behind.

A Deagoth Warbreaker fell to her knees, as she looked up at the Light's host swarming over the City. She lifted her hands up to the Cherubs, as they rushed to her. They each grabbed one of her arms and spirited her away from the city.

Seeing this reaction, some of the other Deagoth warriors followed suit, and soon the City was lifeless.

Jack looked high above the city, as his hand reached up to grab something in the sky. He closed his hand and brought it from Zitergall to his face in Saigunrai.

He opened his hand to look at the Banshee form of Leslie.

"Hi-Hi Jack," Leslie said hesitantly, but happily.

Jack's flaming eyes crackled, as he spoke, "Are you okay?"

"I'm fine." She responded.

Jack moved his left-hand index finger close to her, Leslie's face, and gently put it beside her face, as Leslie leaned into his finger. She was startled to find that the Light didn't hurt her, as she was braced for pain.

After caressing Leslie, he asked, "Do you wish to see what else I am going to do with Julia?"

"Yes."

Jack moved his hand to above Verruca, just outside of Zitergall. Thankfully Leslie was still invisible and was not noticed by the other undead that collected on the hill with Verruca.

Jack watched the army to the north of Zitergall scrambling back down to the coast. He looked to where they were fleeing and seen several bridges. Now he knew what they were doing. They wanted to leave...

"Let me show you the anger of a wrathful God." Jack boomed out, as he lifted his hand and moved it to the front of the Zitergall, as it slammed into the ground like a karate chop. He moved his hand to the right, as he plowed the ground on the fleeing Jakahn warriors, creating a parking lot in the wake of his hand. He scraped the land away, and with the warriors of Jakahn were either buried again to suffer eternal torment under a mountain of dirt to never rise again or swept to the Brimstone ocean to meet a true death in lava and flames.

Jack's parking lot extended from the North of Zitergall until the coast of the Brimstone Ocean, for a 40 Kilometer trench.

He looked across the river to see the Jakahn warriors fleeing back. Jack moved his colossal hand as he dredged the lava river with his bony fingers breaking the bridges to Jakahn and scooping up a large lake of lava.

He lifted his hand, as lava dripped between his golden skeletal fingers. He flicked his wrist as a torrential flow of lava washed over the fleeing army of Jakahn engulfing half them.

"General Mark, what do We do!?" General Jacob and General Lee looked to their side to see Mark, to only find that he was gone...

"Where the hell is General Mark!?!?!" General Jacob howled, as he watched the work of a god. This was what he was afraid of, but he never thought the wrath of the witch king would be this crazy or powerful.

They all heard a booming voice sound over them that deafened many of the warriors of Jakahn, as the sonic booms caused some of the lesser cultivators to meet a true death on the spot.

"Who among your ranks is General Lee?"

The hand of the God-King of Deagoth loomed above them, as they all shook in fear.

General Jacob didn't hesitate, as he pushed General Lee in front of him.

"He is! This is General Lee! Spare me, Mighty Witch King!!!" General Jacob's mind had broken down from the first sight of the god in the distance and shattered when Mark couldn't be found.

General Lee was petrified at first but executed the flight of Hermes technique to its maximum fleeing as far as he could. It was too bad that a pair skeletal fingers pinched down on him in the distance, snuffing his unlife.

Jack brought his fingers holding onto the destroyed body of General Lee, as he let it go in front of Verruca. The crushed remains of General Lee fell in front of her and the feet of the undead of Deagoth outside of Zitergall to the north.

Jack looked over and seen a giant ape moving and turning over rubble in Zitergall. Jack narrowed his flaming eyes, as he reached over to the City, wondering how this thing escaped his Cherubs.

Suddenly the Ape stop and was going to reach out to pick something up, when the giant hand of the God-King was above him. Jack reached down and pinched this giant ape, as he did so, he was careful not to crush him.

He brought the struggling ape to Verruca.

"What is this creature. Is it Ours?" Jack asked.

"No... This is the wretch, General Russell. He killed my best friend." Verruca glared and spat.

A squishing and bone popping sound issued, as the black blood and remains of General Russell slid from the golden fingers of the God-King.

Jack looked back to where he saw the Giant ape was digging and found that a female undead was laying with a shattered body.

He had seen this female in his court months ago... This was Warmarshal Chaoshood. He reached down and carefully scooped up the remains.

Jack brought the body to lay in at the foot of the hill of Verruca, and the rest of the people of Deagoth.

"This is Warmarshal Chaoshood?"

Verruca trembled, "...Yes..."

Jack looked down at the shattered form, and he placed his large palm over the body. Cherubs swarmed to the body of Stephanie Chaoshood and began to mend it. The people of Deagoth, Verruca, and Leslie marveled at the Cherubs' work, as they tended to the body. Each one was using magic as if they were actually undead.

Soon the body was repaired to its post true death state, only the robes where shredded, but were good enough to cover the vitals.

Jack turned his palm to face upward, as his flaming eyes went out as if he closed his eyes.

Time drifted, while many of the undead around the continent gawked at the massive looming form of the God-King.

Soon the flaming eyes of the God-King burst back into flames, and it seemed as if the skeletal hand of the God-King reached into the void and pulled out a single tiny purple wisp.

The God-King moved his hands, and the purple wisp danced around his palm, and through his massive fingers. Satisfied, his hand turned over, and the purple wisp, that was almost unable to be seen from the massive hand of the God-King floated down until it united back into the body of Warmarshal Chaoshood.

Stephanie's body convulsed, and with a few moans, her eyes opened wide and blinked.

She looked up to see the massive hand of the God-King, as she thought, [It wasn't a dream...]

With several loud thuds, Verruca kneeled to her side, and asked softly, "Are you okay, Steph?"

Stephanie laughed, "You haven't called me Steph since you became Warmarshal... But I have to ask..."

"Don't... Just thank the God-King." Verruca pointed up.

"Stephanie followed the massive skeletal hand in the sky as she traced it back to the looming figure in the skyline over Saigunrai.

Stephanie rolled to her knees, and face planted toward the God-King, "Your servant isn't worthy of this!"

"You are favored by my Julia, and your unlife is mine to do with what I want... You haven't finished your duties to Deagoth, nor your friendship with Julia... Thus, in undeath, you serve longer. Treasure it." Jack's voice echoed long into the distance past the continent.

"Your servant hears and obeys." Stephanie shuddered, in much the same way that Jordan Lightborn did...