Ghoul-Tar vanishes as a bone-chilling scream rips through the jungle, and Bansha appears.

"YN, run!" Morro yells at you, trying to give you the crystal.

"I'm not leaving you!" You shout, shoving it back into his hands.

"That was your last mistake." Bansha hisses. She waves her hand, and a wall of blackness slams into you and pins you down.

"What the.." Morro begins, but Bansha now hurls a dark orb at him and downs him. She cuffs the both of you, and plucks the crystal from Morros' grasp.

"I'll take that."

"If you hurt YN, you'll deal with me." Morro snarls at her.

"Haven't you yourself already hurt her? Though from the looks of her, it wouldn't take much to dispatch her.." She indicates your ripped gi, your weariness, and the scratches on your face and arms that you received while escaping the creature.

"..But I have a better idea. I'll take her, and leave you here. Then, I'll use her, just like you did." She taunts him. Morro winces with shame.

"He's a thousand times better than you!" You yell at her. She summons a cloth and gags you with it.

"Don't worry, Morro. I'll make sure to find you when I'm done with her. I'll make you watch me kill her." She cackles.

"Morros' eyes widen and he starts cursing at her. "You wretch! Treacherous hag! Oni-spawn! You sorry excuse for a.. Mmh!" She snaps her fingers and gags him as well. Then she forces you up onto your feet and raises the crystal. "Goodbye, master." She tells him mockingly. Morro starts thrashing around frantically as Bansha and you disappear. The last thing you see is Morro looking desperately into your eyes, and then, you're gone.

You land on the deck of a large flying ship. You almost think that it's the Bounty, but then you realize that it's more of a ghostly replica. She stole the plans for our ship! You think indignantly.

Bansha slowly turns her head around and glares at you. "I didn't steal them! I created this from my memory of it, you ignorant child!" She answers imperiously.

If you're going to read my mind, I have a few choice words for you myself, you miserable little..

A stabbing burst of pain sears across your arm, causing you to let out a muffled moan. You look down at your arm, and to your horror, see that Banshas' dark magic has cut a sizable gash into it.

"The next one will hit something more.. vital." Bansha warns you. "Take her belowdecks, now!" She orders Soul Archer.

"As you wish, my lady." He bows to her and complies, dragging you into a room that clearly wasn't designed for your comfort. It has no windows, and no furniture, save for one uncomfortable-looking chair.

"Sit." He tells you, scowling. You obey, plunking yourself down into the seat.

Your eyes flick to the door, and he notches an arrow to his bow and levels it at your chest. "I wouldn't, if I were you. My arrows always hit their mark, and from this distance, I'd have no trouble turning you into a ghost." You miserably lower your eyes and sink dejectedly down into the chair, the pain from your arm injury, and your exhaustion causing a dizzy mental stupor to descend upon you.

Morros' POV:

I gasp as I feel YNs' pain,I know that she's been hurt, and I'm cursing myself for ever bringing her into this. You stupid, selfish idiot! You should have just left her in peace. Why did I put myself first? And why do I want to protect her so badly?

"Grrr!" I growl in frustration.

"Master over here!" Ghoul-Tar shows up and prances around me excitedly.

Who are you talking to?

"Ghoul-Tar get help!" He announces proudly. I see a flash of blond in the bushes, and I feel pangs of hope and uneasiness in equal measure.

The fronds part, and I come face-to-face with a pair of bright green eyes.

"YOU!" Lloyd Garmadon had arrived, and he was pointing an Aeroblade straight at my chest.

A.N. Wow! Two chapters in one day! I'm afraid this won't be a regular occurrence, but enjoy!