The two balls of conflicting power are trying their hardest to pull his body into each one... so hard that bones can be heard cracking all the way down the mountain, along with screams of anguish. The struggle for his power, for his body even, becomes so intense that lightning starts to hit between both the balls both pure light and pure darkness slamming into each other, feeding each other, making them bigger, making the pulling stronger until finally his body is torn in two... with his final words he yells NOT LIKE THIS.... as he coughs up blood trying to swish his baton to stop it, but the cold and his death has paralyzed his muscles. I SWORE ... I wo...uldn't let him out! NOT AGAIN! This... was meant to stop him!
The light in his eyes fades and each half of his body is taken into one of the balls, they each get angrier and more furious and two times the size enveloping each other trying to get the other half of his body. There is a swift pop before nothing is heard, tonnes of snow falls to the ground and a grey supernova erupts atop the mountain into nothingness.
