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It had been but only a year or so since the last time En'radial tried to rally the forces of the Scarred to attack the Isle of Elixer, the rather pathetic army was cast away to their doom by following her on a hopeless assault. Though Mor'laz had to admit, she almost prevailed, but he wasn't surprised she failed either. The spreading rumours that Lucifial, Lord of Betrayal , had returned to the Overworld was invigorating for many of the Scarred on Bloodholme. He was a Higher Demon that they could all look up to, he was one that had not stood on mortal ground for centuries, and he would only come if he had a reasonable plan. Mor'laz stood amongst the countless others that had crowded at Hell's Gate, he was still surprised that she really arrived, far away, he could see her. She was a grand woman standing three times taller than any of them, and from her back were eight spiney limbs with feet like daggers that would crawling along the ground like spider's legs with her own two feet. Her waist still adorned many swords, and in this visage of herself she bore much crimson red armour around her face, waist, breast and lower legs, and it was all spiked like knives at its edges. She was a horrifically beautiful thing to look at as she got closer, the hordes of Scarred roaring and cheering to their mother so-to-speak. But Mor'laz didn't join, it was such a petty thing, for what reason would they prevail this time?

He waited for Kole, he expected to see the no-gooder around at some point, this whole thing would get in the way of Kole's hopes to raise the once powerful dragon he believed in and reserved so much. The thought made Mor'laz snigger almost, how typical. Just then En'radial past nearby and began making her way to the front of the once burning gateway to hell, now there was but a void within, and anyone who get close would be forever torn apart over and over and the pain would never end. One crazed scarred went crazy for En'radial's splendour,a nd rant owards her, but one of her limbs raised up and came down like a dagger. The spine went through the man's chest and impale him against the ground, just after the body was tossed over the hundreds of Scarred gathered here like it was of no real importance. En'radial only laughed, her tone of voice enchanting yet sinister like a succubus.

Apparently, En'radial was here... with renewed power. She certainly looked the part too, this time she had all the power of a Higher Demon, not the form she used to behold with he rpowers stripped from her when she was exiled. Lucifial must have something planned for this world if he has let her roam with all her ability. Maybe she could re-open the gate, let Hell spill through and finally bring the Lord of Ruin to the Overworld, then, and only then would the Maiden of Torment have redeemed herself to Valial, the one true ruler of Hell... who's suspiciously not ever been seen.

As he watched all the commotion, a gust of air caought Mor'laz's side and caused his hair to brush over his face. His emotionless expression paid no attention to the arrival of Kole, his voice was enough to tell him who it was. He mentioned how Mor'laz and the other necromancers had ventured deeper into Bloodholme, he replied with "You could say that, though many of us are here to swear allegiance to our mother-of-sorts". He thought of how the Scarred were part mortal, part demon, and that many years ago during the Burning Invasion the two bloods mixed to create the often deformed Scarred. Mor'laz looked at Kole and replied "You're already here, a little late for that don't you think?" his tone wasn't welcoming, though it wasn't aggressive either, Mor'laz was just very monotone most of the time.

"My children..." En'radial began, her thrumming voice echoing across the landscape, pleasing the ears of many who heard her luscious tone. She turned to face them all and stood before the steps leading up to Hell's Gate, "No longer will you all suffer and and be punished by the mortals over seas, no longer will Hell be locked away! Today, my brother turns Magic Earth to turmoil and today I will open the gate to Hell. And if any of you fail to obey me..." then, En'radial dug her eight spidery legs into the round and lifted her body off the ground, sending a burst of power through the ground that cracked the scorched earth beneath their feet. En'radial then finished by saying "you will feel the eternal agony of torment!"

Shortly after, small portals ripped open, they were read and if you could see inside it was like a never ending pool of blood, from it gave birth to small demons that crawled along the ground and had large blade-like arms and legs, a few Succubus then strode through with a sinister grin before the portals closed once more. These were demons of physical and mental agony, from the realm of Hatred, the realm that En'radial governed, from which she instilled torment in all of her foes and not much less of her own demons!

Mor'laz watched as the coming of demons began, and with crossed arms he couldn't help but mutter "So, we're slaves to her or we're doomed to die to the mortals". Mor'laz was normally all up for following the Greater Demons, it was in his nature, but he never usually understood it. The Scarred would become slaves, unless they showed superior pwower, then the Greater Demons would often grant them special privileges. Though, he guessed... it would be worth it in the end.