Rebirth, Chapter Four- Kanohi

A mask defines a being, it shows the world it's power, but it is what's behind the mask that matters...

Petor Nui
H'kija twisted out of the way of Vortus' blade, narrowly avoiding having been sliced in two. H'kija looked back to where we lay before, to see the Great Spirit of Death struggling to disembed his blade from the protodermis. H'kija began to shuffle through the shards of crystal protodermis to find his mask. He lifted a large shard of the seal, and uncovered his mask. He mounted it on his face, and felt it's power surge through him once more. He grabbed his spear, and ran it through the entity's chest. Vortus stood up, and pulled the spear out from his chest.

"Ow." said Vortus, tossing the spear aside.

"You're-" H'kija stuttered, "you're not-?"

"Dead?" replied Vortus, "I was already dead, I'm the Spirit of Deathl, for Karzahni's sake! Ha-HAH! Oh, this is RICH! You seriously tried to kill a Death being!" He collapsed to the floor, laughing.

H'kija cautiously gathered his spear, preparing to fight.