The Magician could only widen his eyes in shock as the sword pierced through his chest. There was a bright explosion of light.
When the light faded, the weak and frail form of Amadeus Gregia stood in place of The Magician.
Amadeus looked down at his body, disoriented and in pain. Suddenly, a fiery red aura began rising from around his shoulders and upper back. Then, Amadeus' skin began to rapidly wrinkle.
For all these years he had been immortal, permanently frozen in time during the period he spent being fused with The Magician. But now, all those missed years of time began to catch up with his body.
Amadeus started choking out in fear, as his skin rapdly dried up and dissolved. The rest of his body soon followed, as it crumbled away and revealed a white skeleton. The skeletal form of Amadeus uttered one last wheeze of horror, before it too crumbled apart and disintegrated into dust.
A fiery form then flew up from the remains of Amadeus as they crumbled, and the form began to take on the silhouetted shape of a winged figure.
"Thank you, for freeing me. I can now finally unleash my true power." The Magician said, as his form solidified:
With that, The Magician flew upwards through the shaft of the pit with his great wings, gone before anybody could fully process what had even happened.
Now, only Daemonium remained to fight the heroes.
Hydronicus unsheathed his sword.
"You shall not escape us so easily!" Hydronicus said to Daemonium, pointing his sword at him.