Unforeseeable Consequences

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Robert Ranstoc had many secrets, most related to his past. Now, however, he was focused on one thing: fighting for his life.

His spiritual pressure was quite low as his exhaustion was quite high. He, as well as a young woman by the name of Epsilon Omega were fighting... More precisely... Struggling... Against whom apparently was an Avatar of the Egyptian goddess Isis whom, in their era, embodied the aspects of magic, fertility and motherhood, as well as death, healing and rebirth. This Revenant Avatar, manipulated by Felix Faust, was taking every opportunity possible to drain their life force. His grayish blue irises glowed as his hand rose, deflecting an arcane bolt back at its source at a higher speed and angle, catching Faust full in the face in a burst of smoke.

He let the arcane seal dissipate as his hand dropped as he leaped back, employing his enhanced strength and speed as his eyes narrowed as a two inch diameter thorny spear impaled through Faust's heart, likely not only destroying the critical organ for life, but lacerating the hell out of the dark mage's lungs.

His eyebrows rose slightly as he tried to catch his breath as the Revenant began to pulse like a heartbeat, the pulse and resulting glow building as he focused, pulling energy from deep within as his hands rose, forming a far stronger seal meant for deflection rather than absorption or reflection as he could tell from the intense glow that Faust was employing a spell that acted like the equivalent of a suicide bomber.... If a suicide bomber could detonate themselves strongly enough to leave several blocks as naught but a smoking crater.

Robert saw, out of the corner of his eye, a massive lotus blossom bloom before Faust detonated himself as well as Isis. His thoughts shot back to recent events as he focused, his eyes glowing a hot crystalline garnet as he reinforced the sigil he'd summoned, the energy forming a garnet shield around him. His eyes widened as arcs of the bright golden energy seeped into the seal, altering the runes before he felt the searing heat surging through his body, unaware his energy had encased his badly burned body as garnet-amethyst crystal. It was then that he heard a familiar voice he hadn't heard in years... a certain old Sage of Eltar.

"I will help you, Billy. I apologize we never considered the possibility that there were secrets that we didn't know about one another despite the years we worked together. Intriguingly, where you will land, an old friend has also taken up residence. Perhaps you will see him once more. I have assistance that can help you. I know it is exhausting, knowing what we lost over the years. Fortunately, as you say, a burden shared is a burden lessened, I believe the expression is," Zordon murmured before he felt a powerful rush of Power -- power he recognized as that from the Morphing Grid. He noticed, however, that it was an unrefined and unfocused connection, as if recently formed.

"I will give him my memories of my skills, but I am tired... nay... exhausted in mind and spirit. He will... have my memories and acquired skills... from Kara... Rachel... Zatana... my own skills as a Ranger... amongst others. He may even use what I gained and recall in ways I never expected or considered," he replied to the ancient Sage.