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Onward toward damnation we crept, enormous vents of the hell below opening before us. At last, another gateway; I had begun to think this realm a set apart from such magic.

Abhaya, we must search every dusty corner of this devil's paradise, but I fear that we will indeed need courage to enter the depths below before the light takes us.

Is this all you have to serve us, vile lands that your are? We defeated all that stood in our way; yet alas, we have found nothing of use here.

The ancient warriors, who I can only assume seek to maintain the fortress, must harbor some spirit art of alchemy. I laid down gold before them and was greeted with repaired wares and a new instrument of my will.

How is it that this hell can drawn us to its fires? A paradise of suffering awaits us with open arms.

The haze of the heat makes combat into a sorcery of dreams. One's vision swirls, already impaired by the dilation of time. This too will be a darkest of delights, onward Abhaya.

With the light of good stars so distant from these hells, it was no surprise that powerful demons would lurk here. Forging blades for eternal rites and sacrifice was his task, but it was Abhaya's arrows that pierced his black heart to end his toils.

This weapon smells of burned flesh.

Was it Cain's voice in my head? Was it Abhaya's pleading? All I know is that as if possessed, I moved swiftly through the demon's lair. Had the demon himself willed me for a final act of rebellion. Perhaps it is not only angels that fall, but also demons who suffer for redemption.

The ancient stones whisper here beneath the surface, revealing their secrets -- slowly, the way a noose is wound. Abhaya looking on, I fashioned a great sword, tempered with hell's fires and sweat from the brow.

A great fortress looms in the haze ahead, I know Abhaya sees it. If we are ever to escape this furnace, we must enter without fear.

Angels all around make vague promises of glory. It is not without heart that we set out, yet what can we do in the eyes of such celestial beasts.

Smashing one carapace after another, we traversed the hells.