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Kole went to to express hsi worth, with mere clutches he could cause a lesser demon to die at the palm of his hands. He then went on to speak about the weak pawns of her army, somewhat insulting she thought, but she let him speak on. He mentioned the burning invasion, and all that was but a fail on the Angels' luck, they had an army of mortals... now they do too. Then, another demon fell to the plight of Kole's fiery wrath... before standing once more.

Mor'laz scowled from his place, under his breath he muttered "Sorcery..." in an almost disgusted tone. This was not necromancy, but it was definitely made to look like it... he thought so anyway. Maybe his power over flames were so unique that he may control the fire burning and raging in the veins of the dead? Mor'laz hissed at any kind of body taming other than his own arts.

En'radial seductively moaned in pleasure though as she took interest in what he could do ebfore chuckling. Leaning down slightly as her spidery legs rearranged, she said "I'd love to see you try and kill one of my Queenlords" almost sarcastically. "You've only seen what lesser portals can bring. Wait until the real things steps through. These are but my cannon-fodder" she laughed again under her breath as though just speaking of it all made her insides twist in pleasure and ecstasy. "I understand" she said "You don't want to be wasted... I'll make sure that you are not killed under my presence - but the same can't be said for the rest of my demons. Now go make yourself useful - you're wasting time" she then tragically changed subject and turned her back to Kole, throwing her arms back in a fit of power as a red glow from her chest exploded. Mor'laz covered his eyes for a moment ebfore the light dulled down, and then En'radial thrust her hands in front of her, the red glow creating a beam of energy that fed into Hell's Gate.

"So... that's the Crimson Jewel" Mor'laz muttered, having a glimpse of the crystal's beauty in her hands as it passed its energy over to the gate. But as he looked at the gate, it barely saw it change at all, even the power of a Jewel was not enough to open it alone, at beast she would have it open in a few days...

Kole came over and was grateful to have his life, Mor'laz but only rolled his eyes and began walking with him. As they went along, Kole went on to describe how he was but a bishop in disguise now, a seemingly powerless insect holding a handful more power than even En'radial could realise. "I still don't understand what this charade is going to grant you." Mor'laz began, his voice monotone and disinterested, " she only said she wouldn't kill you. Nothing's stopping anyone else from tearing the bones from your body." Mor'laz honestly couldn't see what Kole was trying to do, to him, Kole seemed like a meaningless pawn, just as he was trying to disguise himself as. Sure enough, he held some ability to amaze him, but he was still nothing that truly made Mor'laz worried or curious.

It was almost as if the fool was trying to compliment him, Mor'laz didn't make eye contact and only replied with "It's almost a shame" as he stepped over a particularly rough and jagged piece of scorhed earth beneath his feet, he missed the flats of Necro-valley, the damp air, the barren emptiness, this place was far too warm. "Caution is something I would have thought a man like you would have..." he replied then to the next comment, "any-" Mor'laz began, but was cut short when Kole suddenly became aware of a noise. Rolling his eyes again the Necromancer stopped in his tracks, saw the eye-contact and looked towards the small stone, "And what do you expect is going to jump out? A Paladin? An Elite maybe? Oh wait, let me guess, maybe even a Demon Hunter? I'd love to see that" Mor'laz replied with even the smallest oof intrigue as he went about moving forwards again. He didn't expect anything worth worrying about to get them, and if Kole was worried about someone over hearing something - there wasn't much on Mor'laz's part to have been overheard.

Talking over his shoulder he said "Now are you coming to Necro-valley or are you going to leave me in peace?" nonchalantly.

((Do you have something planned? If so, im intrigued. ))

≡ Along the stretch of void, a cluster of shadows moved rapidly towards the one fiery spire that marked the gate to Hell. Since the rest of the void was empty with the exception of darkness, this meant that the unnaturally moving shadows seemed to blend in almost perfectly. The shadows swirled around each other, moving within hazy shapes of black smoke. The essence of a female Scarred seemed to be embedded within these particular shadows. Every now and then, sparks of ember would flicker from them. Once the moving shadows reached the area where many of the other demons and scarred were, they fell completely still. She had already figured within her mind that perhaps the others could detect her presence just from the shadows themselves, so this was where she tried masking that by blending in completely. In this form, Kavita was physically incapacitated, all except for the two senses of hearing and sight. Using these senses, she paid close attention to the situation at hand by listening in on their conversations.

This was simply her way of registering surroundings, something that she did whenever she reached a new place. Kavita saw it as important to take account of the intentions of others, whether those be good intentions or bad ones. Those with corrupted intentions, were the ones she felt needed to be eliminated. Kavita was aware that there were multiple sides to every situation, but as for the sake of the hunt, she narrowed it down to two; purity and evil. The evil was what needed to be exterminated. However, Kavita had no intentions to engage into battle for now. Those types of things that she would have been careful to strategically plan in advance.

There was something that felt strange about this place to her, something welcoming, a feeling of comfort that she sensed from the flames and from the darkness. Though Kavita knew not to get too used to her surroundings to let her guard down, she did make the decision to make her presence known. The shadows began to swirl together and blended with sparks of ember. Flames eventually rose from that same spot, morphing into the elegant form of a female with long crimson hair that fell past her shoulders.

Kavita stared forwards at those in front of her. Her bright amber eyes, the same color of the fire from which she had appeared from, showed very little signs of emotion except for strange hints of curiosity. There was a constant sense of awareness in the back of her mind, one that she always kept with her in order to determine the unpredictable. Kavita said nothing yet, but wondered if the others would regard her in some sort of way. Her purpose remained unknown, yet it certainly wasn't that of socializing. 'Greetings' were not really her type of thing, as she had never grown accustomed to using them except when it came to business formalities.

≡ The female paused for a moment, as her steady amber gaze watched the unfolding situation closely. She was able to detect the blur of a rapidly moving arrow, only to then see it caught by the hand of a male and swiftly dropped to the ground. This was enough to spark Kavita's untamed senses of interest and curiosity, which grew even more active along with all the various unanswered questions swirling through her mind. It seemed that perhaps she was not the only hunter present after all. Such things were her forte, and judging by the trajectory from where the arrow had flown, Kavita was able to presume the location of the assailant.

Kavita stepped back, moving silently and close along the ground. Her main focus was now directed to who could have shot the arrow in the first place. Would they retreat or did they have another plan in mind? Whoever it was, it seemed that they were only a few kilometers away. Kavita's body began to dissipate, but only just enough so that she could blend in with the shadows more, using them as a form of camouflage.

Though her main focus remained on detecting the presence of who had shot the arrow, she listened in on the spoken words of those around her as well. A Necromancer it seems, Kavita remarked to herself within her mind. Given that she now knew he was a Necromancer, she was able to presume that the other male who had addressed him as 'teacher', was one as well. Kavita always found herself wondering what the intentions of others were, whether they be good or bad. These types of things, she enjoyed finding out by acting as a silent reconnaissance. Slowly, Kavita crept closer to the scene just enough to gain a better viewpoint, her elegant figure now partially blurred from the hazy shapes of shadows that acted as a shroud around her.