The Nomad Chronicles

Koomo is a giant man-bat cyborg battling Nevergawn. Nevergawn has a morning star, and a shield. They tumble over the landscape. Gawn summons a blowgun, and hits Nevergawn with a blow dart. He collapses. Koomo smashes Nevergawn's face into the Martian soil.

QUICK QUICK! says Gawn as he slices him up into tiny pieces with a green laser from his eyes. PORTALS!

We create as many portals as we can. Gawn dances on Nevergawn's body, kicking each piece into a different portal. At the defeat of Baphomet and Nevergawn, the Templars flee in fear, some of them soiling themselves. We laugh at them. Angels appears and tend to the wounded.

Gawn claps me on the back. "Well little man... You done good," he laughs. "That fucker will be back... He always will you know, being immortal. Good that you declared war on those fuckwads. They declared war on us millions of years ago, anyway... Oh, hey, I wanted to give you this."

He hands me a small loaf of bread. Uh... what? I take a bite. There is a small ceremonial dagger in it with a wavy blade. It is ornate. There is a violet gem in the mouth of a gargoyle on the handle.

"This is for doing true damage to enemies. Use this with your secret magic when you must banish an enemy to another dimension."

Gawn bows, and mockingly kisses my hand, then he laughs. He walks to Angel, and says something in her ear. He speaks to all of us individually, then makes a portal back to the Dream Warrior Planet.

Who wants to party? says MoSH.