Yeah.
Chaos can't be cancelled out, chaos with chaos only makes bigger chaos. Chaos is more powerful than Order as well. Cool huh?

Here goes the big thing with Shinyso.

Shinyso watched, fury written all over his body, as the small hologram of General Syleran spoke. He couldn't believe the botch these Kiyrenin had made of a simple mission. Syleran himself was genuinely distressed, which didn't help matters any.
"My lords," he was saying, "I need new tactics, and fast. They're untouchable, but none of my Kiyrenin return with their powers intact, if they return at all."
"What of Corbha?" the master inquired. Shinyso couldn't understand how he could be so calm, in the face of such failure.
"Corbha is unusual," Syleran admitted. "He has incredible strength of will. This Chaos Mage disables any Kiyrenin he meets. The raven on Shador, Tremol, Syloph, a score of my more talented men, even Captain Tiger could not resist him. Now Corbha returns with the proof of his tale written all over his mind, and the rest of the survivors have had their powers removed, like poor Tremol. We can't find Syloph. Corbha's story is of incredible power reserves, awesomely strong will, and fearsome skill on the part of the Chaos Mage, not to mention the mind control."
"We knew that the Chaos Mage had mind control," Shinyso irritably reminded Syleran. The general nodded reluctantly.
"Yes, but we had no idea that he could mass-control. This is getting out of my hands. I can't counter them or their tactics - they're here, and then they're somewhere else, and then they're not and never were. They're impossible to track, and completely unpredictable." The last was aimed at Shinyso, who scowled.
"I only said that I could predict the two mercenaries, not the others. Obviously Coppertop has relinquished command to another."
"Then I suggest we leave them be for a short time, or forever. They're too dangerous, my lord."
"No!" Shinyso snapped, thoroughly aroused now. "We cannot! We cannot afford to ignore this definite threat, which is what she has become, thanks to you, Syleran, and your bumbling attempts to capture her. My lord," and he attempted to control himself, "my lord, you must understand that she will never let go now. Even if we completely forget her, one day we will find her carving up the ranks of the Kiyrenin like they were not there. The only way now to be rid of her is to kill or capture her."
"I know that," the master's faintly amused reply was. "You forget that I, too, once knew her, Shinyso. You are right. But you are wrong about Syleran. It is not his fault. Syleran, you have done well. It is only that you have never faced an opponent like this. I do not suggest that you withdraw the Kiyrenin, but I must advise that you cease actively searching for her. It is obvious that she played on our desire to capture her and her talented companions to lure your people into a trap, General. We must not give her another chance."
"Of course, my lord," Syleran said, clearly relieved. "I will give the order immediately."
"And I shall relay your concerns to the master," was the reply. "He shall continue to advise you, but you may make your own decisions now."
"The master's wisdom is unsurpassed," Syleran said fervently. "May he continue to have such great insight until the end of the age."
"And beyond," the master said, continuing the farewell that was used between Kiyrenin. "May he always guide you."
"And you," Syleran finished, and his image vanished. Shinyso shook his head.
"Why do you continue with this masquerade?" he inquired. One did not demand with the master.
"A subtle reason," the master said calmly. "Who can say what a Kiyrenin, loyal though he may be, will let slip? I do not wish to be identified by an enemy."
"Wise," Shinyso admitted. "Then why do you reveal yourself to me?"
"I may be the master, my friend, but I do not profess to be all-knowing. I am not a warrior. You are, and you see things through a warrior's eyes. You are the most skilled telepath I have ever seen, including myself. You can destroy minds, if need be."
"I'm not exactly the equal of Radium," Shinyso pointed out. The master sighed.
"Ah yes, the Chaos Mage. Who can say what powers he possesses?"
"You," Shinyso said.
"Well, maybe. From what Corbha said I gather he has an unidentified source of power. His preferred element appears to be either water or earth, I cannot tell which. He obviously has immense skill and a powerful will, and I know he can control minds, summon, teleport, and block a gift off forever. Who is to say what else he can do? Not I."
"We'll see. What else did you call me for? I assume it wasn't simply to hear that fool of a General.
"No. I want you to go with Commander Shasah, on the Vertigo, when she heads for Sardiff."
"You're sure," Shinyso said, surprised.
"Quite sure. When you return I want an evaluation on Shasah. I need another general, Cayden was slain in that ambush on Tubelectric."
"Of course."
"Pity Tiger didn't survive. He was much better than Shasah ... "