Mindblaze seems to have calmed down, his two selves now brimming with electrical energy, well, for the moment. A thin strand of crimson mist pulls up around Rune and Damien, though almost out of range for Rune to hear, Mindblaze's voice whispering to them, "If anyone dies, make sure they are near the mists. I must have them near the mists. Friend OR foe. The elctrical energy may be able to help the dead, while I take the enemy for my own. Any near death but not mortally wounded could be usefull....for a physical vessel for my consciousness."