Tikal was standing at the Master Emerald alter, a look of pure obsession, and fanatical devotion, in her eyes, as her spirit lingered on. "Yes, my beloved God!! Even in death, my immortal spirit, will continue to serve you!!! You are my Master, my God, my everything!! All hail Chaos, the God of Destruction!! May his watery might, crush all non-believers!!!" Tikal said, cackling like a madwoman, clearly beyond deranged.