she paused it in time as for the thing but az hand on his shoulder he came with his wea and started to cut it off my weapon can spin

"What's going on?!" Newt yelled, seeing quite a bit of..drama going on.

He looked down at the pentagram around him. 'Oh my,' he said. 'I'm afraid you're one of those fools as well. Thinking beings from other worlds are always demonic. How idiotic.' He stamped his foot on the ground, blasting dark energy across the room, extinguishing the flames. He stepped forward. 'Let me put it in simpler terms.' He opened his palm, the orb he had been observing in the past hours spreading to show a screen of the world of flame and darkness. 'I caused this. Not the one you call Azurian. Here, you would call it...now, what was it...split-personality?' He bowed in an elegant fashion. Straightening, his wings turned to a deep blood-red, and his hands splintered into sharp crystal. 'You may call me Araithion, lord of the broken world Zelos.'

he sees his arm is now cut off

Newt looked quite..annoyed. "Okay, why do you "split personalties" keep showing up whenever I try to relax? We just got back from dealing with one of you guys! And why is it always some nice person mashed with some "annoying" person?...." *newt keeps blabbering*

Nicote started pulling out gemstones of all kinds and laying them out in an intricate pattern on the floor.

Arai laughed, seeming delighted in the slice. 'Wonderful, wonderful! I like having some spice to go up against!' he said. 'Alas, it's a shame I can't play now. I must tend to other matters! For a little hint, take this!' He tossed a sheet at Oak's feet. Spreading his wings, he exploded into dark red mist, scattering some of Nicote's stones. Churning out of the door, it headed towards the basement.

(The paper: So you wish to find the true key to defeat for me? Shame, I cannot be defeated, only contained. Azurian, your old friend, was but the middle point, me, the point of chaos. Where is the third, Patrion? Ah, he has slumbered for eons, without access to light energy. But for now, containment is on your mind still, no? If only there were a magical containment device nearby...but I'm afraid there's none here![Hint: Look at the rafters Azurian always sat at. There is a small golden box there, hidden in Patrion's magic of light.]

i clumisly climb in the rafters to find the golden box i open it and there is another note

Nicote looked up from thefirst paper. "Newt....you and Amun-Ra....you're the only Lights here."
New threw up his hands. "Ok, fine. Light. If Arai is bad, Az was neutral, then that third due must be ood."

pings

Nai

looks confused then runs out the room hoping to find Az.
(im pathetic at this XD i read too much lol)