eVo had defeated quite the Transmorpher, but there was no time to gloat over its twitching body. Since he had gone through the trouble, though, he supposed he should do something about his buddy's soul shred that was now floating in circles around the room like some kind of soul shred. He rapidly executed an open-palm technique that involved lots of hand gyrating and fired some blue magic at the erstwhile dog. This brought it to ground level and stunned it, and the frog of the year knelt down to see what all the hubbub was about.

To collect a piece of one's soul eVo knew he needed an item of great power, primed just for such an event, such as a chiblade. It just so happened that eVo had one of those, and had been using it prominently for the last four pictures. It took some doing, but that ol' frog was soon pouring some chi (spelled as "qi" in lesser cultures) all around Crim's moaning essence and binding his little buddy into the runed blade.

Just as the last snail-trail of the ghost had disappeared into the sword, an evil rumbling came from the direction of the downed Decepticon. eVo took a gander and couldn't believe his nose. He was incredulous. The seemingly dead monster had begun transmorphing back to its gargantuan feet. eVo had been a fool to think he could stop such a bot with a single stab. Not wanting to be quickly crushed, the brave frog ran for his life down the tunnel he figured he came in from. He threw destabilizing jitsus at the ceiling along the way, causing a cave-in to buy him some time, which was more expensive what with the inflation these days.

After running two days and five nights through the tumultuous tunnel, eVo pondered out of the mouth of the cave back into the Mojave Wasteland, spirit shard in hand. He decided to call that one a draw.

(Fun fact: Evertone knows to stop a Transformer with any permanence you have to go for the Spark. You can just ask him.)