Kip OMEGA

NaTu

Script

Kip: *his hand reaches through to grasp the sword grip, a storm of Mist energy pitching around him as he does – for a moment, the silver mists gather around him, as the crystal cracks and shatters, and Kip sees images of the past flash through his mind*

NaTu: *reaches forward in concern* Dad!

Kip: No. *rasps* I… must control this. Stay back!