Spetyco reaches Zhai and grabs hold as tight as he can. He feels a thousand hands pull at him, but he does not let go. Then he feels someone's hot breath breathing down his neck and he hears Aptharin's voice in his ear, "Do you really think death will stop me? Did it stop me before? You know I have been to the Death Realm, and I know its secrets. You have only postponed the inevitable. I will come back and when I do I will be even more powerful! No one will be able to stop me!"
At that moment Spetyo makes it into his body. He gasps for air, choking. Then rolls over and looks at Zhai.
"Thank you my friend," he says still gasping. "But I don't think it is over yet. We have only delayed Aphtarin's plans. He and I have both been to the Death Realm, and we know the way out. I found him there, imprisoned by Talad, but I freed him with the help of his servant, Andruis, the big ugly guy that is always following him around. He promised to help me out of the Death Realm if I freed him." Spetcyo looks down in shame. "This is all my fault. I must go after him! He must be put back into his prison! It is the only way!"
Spetyco is relieved to find his own sword in his hands. He looks up at the crystal overhead, "Don't try to follow me, Zhai. I must finish this myself. Talad has decreed it!" And with that, Spetcyo kills himself with his own sword. "Good luck, my friends," he says with his final breath. And then with a wink to Farren, "We will meet again."