"Graaaagh!" Phase screams.

"We are AMEN! The Association of the Malicious Evil and Nefarious! We run around commiting atrocious acts of contempt! We are not 'The League of people who talk about what goes on in a rival organization that doesn't exist'! What have you people been doing?!!? Saying things like 'That was fun! I just hope we don't have to do it again!' and 'Foggle boggle! Glog be shmog dog, dawg!' It isn't in the proper spirit of AMEN!"

At that moment, Decker and Darkcomet vanish. They should feel... nothing. They should see... nothing. They should hear, smell, taste nothing.