Hal paused.

"Time rewinding is something that it takes a VERY strong djinn to do." he warned... before smirking. "Thankfully, I qualify." he said.

"However, I can't do it very much." he went on. "20 minutes, max." he said further.

"But... here goes." he finished, before snapping his fingers.

- - -

Azari knocked Hazel to the side, before glaring at Chris.

"You really think we wouldn't be bolstered and prepared for your arrival?" he hissed. "Now all of you will-" he started to say further, before pausing and looking around.

"...why am I getting a sense of déjà vu?" he muttered. "I feel like we've been here before, have we been here before?" he then asked Chris, who seemed to have some sort of flash of inspiration.

"Ah!" he exclaimed, before reaching his hand out and stopping time in Azari's heart for a few seconds... which was enough to cause the wood elf to collapse onto the floor in pain.

"Hazel!" Chris said to the woman.

"I know what I can do to save us, but I'll need to leave this room and find something! Will you be okay?" he asked her.

Azari started to panic a little, and felt himself desperately wishing to escape... but he had no voice. He couldn't call out. Vanessa had given him temporary rights to the djinn and her wishes, but he was unable to bring forth the voice to command her, to yell out so she could hear him.

Chris, meanwhile, ran past everyone.

Past Ash, past Jake, past everybody. He even was about to run past Vanessa's office, when he halted to a stop and then ducked in.

He looked around inside, before running to a safe in the corner of the office, looking at the electronic lock.

"..." he was silent, before sighing, and nodding.

"It's one of three things." he said to himself.

He tried the first one. Nothing. That meant she'd changed it. So he tried what it could be next. Nothing, and a warning of an auto lockout if the next one was wrong, too. He bit his lip, braced himself, and tried the third one...

...to watch the lights turn green, and to hear the door pop open.

He swung the door open and reached inside, finding a small ornate jewelry box. He took it out, before holding it up in his arms.

"Come to me!" he exclaimed.

"..." Chris was silent, before sighing.

There was so much he could wish for right now, but just having this crimped Vanessa so much.

And gave him so much power. So much power, his imagination started to run wild.

But he then shook his head and mentally slapped himself.

"I wish any advantages Vanessa wished on herself and her followers, gone!" he wished.

"And I wish for you to be... the way you were BEFORE Vanessa got her hands on you." he added.

"...." Chris was silent for a moment.

"Oh, wait." he said.

"Right." he muttered.

"Uh... I wish for you to have... your personality back?" he then said, confusedly.

"I don't want you to be a mindless slave. I wish for your attitude, your personality, to come forth, so you are little more than a wish slave." he went on. It wasn't outright wishing for her freedom, mostly because he wasn't really thinking clearly at the moment.

Too much panic and adrenaline.

Chris nodded.

"I wish for everyone in here fighting against Vanessa and her cronies to receive a boost. An advantage." he told her.

"Whether it's power, speed, whatever. I want them to be able to defeat them all." he said further.

He then paused for a moment, before narrowing his eyes.

"Oh, uh... and if possible, bring the one known as Azari here. To me." he told her.

"And... well, Hazel as well, as she's fighting him." he added.

"Hazel!" Chris exclaimed.

"Wait!" he said.

"Don't! Don't kill him!" he told her, approaching.

"...let me do it?" he asked.

"Please?" he asked further.

"This garbage has done something inexcusable." he told her.

"Something I want to take revenge on him for. For myself... and for HER."

Chris was silent as he approached them, and Hazel stepped away. He looked down at Azari, as blood flowed from the wood elf's mouth, before reaching down and grabbing a dagger that had been jabbed into his stomach, probably Hazel's doing.

"...what?" Azari asked. "Want to beat on me for stealing your girl?" he asked further, chuckling darkly, before it turned into a few violent coughs.

"No." Chris replied. "Looking back, it was foolish of me to think I even had ANYTHING with Vanessa." he told him.

"...then what?" Azari asked, as the blade in Chris's hands started to glow bright blue.

"Ayla." Chris replied. "You cared for her when you first got here. But over time? I saw it. Vanessa might have helped, but I saw you actively choose Vanessa over Ayla." he told him, as tears welled up in his eyes, and started to slowly streak down his face.

"And then you just... stopped caring. You let Vanessa do what she wanted, and were content to see your sister turned into nothing more than a puppet." he went on, anger rising in his tone. "Now she's maimed. Permanently. Because of the two of you." he continued, before slashing Azari's throat with the blade... only for nothing to happen.

"That was a killing blow." Chris told him. "But with my time mana in it. That cut will be realised in approximately 30 seconds. But before you die..." he went on, before turning to the djinn.

"...I wish that, in his last seconds of life, Azari realises what he's done to his sister... and what a monster he became."

"...yes." Chris responded.

"I suddenly became aware of where Vanessa kept her container. She's a djinn, and the reason Vanessa was so untouchable for so long." he said further.

"Once I got the container, I made a wish that those fighting here against Vanessa had the advantage, and not the other way around." he continued. "...and then I wished you and Azari here, so... well... you saw." he muttered.

Just as he finished that, the 3 of them saw a cascade of tears begin to stream down Azari's cheeks.

"Ayla..." he sobbed.

"She'll never forget who you were." Chris told him. "But she'll never forgive you for what you've done to her." he finished.

With that, the wound in Azari's neck was realised, and his collar, as well as the floor around it, were stained in a forest green liquid... before it turned a pale olive colour, signifying his dead.

"...and now he goes to the afterlife with that knowledge." Chris said, his tone cold.

Chris snapped to attention when Hazel started to have her panic attack.

"Hazel, Hazel, Hazel, it's okay!" he said.

"I know you're back here, but it's okay! Nobody's going to hurt you anymore!" he assured her.

"Don't worry! And... and don't panic because of Azari, he deserved it! It's okay!" he continued.

"Hazel, please, try and keep calm." he went on, before looking at the djinn.

"Is there anything you can do for her?" he asked.