The surviving Sect members exchanged glances, then activated various defensive items that teleported them away, leaving nothing to fight, and a very disappointed Rae, who only saw one body that couldn't be resurrected, and Karl had already turned it into a modern art exhibition.
"How is everyone?" Karl asked as he transformed back to human.
Well, as human as he got. That beard was getting out of control, and he noticed that his fingernails were now shiny black and as hard as blades.
"We've lost at least twenty young Immortals. Soul Damage too severe for a resurrection. I don't know about the others." Jin replied in a tired voice as he lay on the ground, utterly spent.
Karl nodded. "I will call out a specialist. Or is Brother Chin here somewhere?"
"Brother Chin is dead."
Karl looked around in the Tiny World, and settled on Lotus. She was the only one he knew for certain could do the job.
"What's up boss? Oh, this isn't good."
