So that was that eh? Cassandra had simply erased Damien and his damage had been undone, or so it would have seemed. This amused the eyes that looked from atop one of the Gargoyles, a figure that had evaded notice as of yet. The orbs were charged with lightning, as was becoming of the sky. The God of Order Rapahel was not pleased with the dreadnought, but it was not for him to choose if he lived or died based upon that. They would all be necessary in the coming time. Everyone's attention drew to him as he fell from the Gargoyle, lowering slowly, ignoring the laws of physics as they stood at his behest alone here, in the Extinction of Want. Immediately a bolt of lightning struck Damian, marking him with a holy light that burned into his skin like the hellfire he commanded, but also would undo anything else ailing him. Restored he was, but also scorned, weakened in punishment for falling into the trap of Kala, for sowing discord.
"Demons and angels always at each other's throats. Even when anarchy stands to rule the plane. For your treachery, for falling into the trap of kala with her empty words and threats I brand you here. That mark upon your back will prevent you from calling forth your true strength for a time. But at the behest of a friend I shall not simply allow you to be struck dead here and now." (The scar will not heal for the battle, and will cause massive pain for the rest of the raid that you will not benefit from, nor can you ignore via passives.) Raph turned to Cassandra then, offering something of a gift to her as a bolt of lightning jumped into her body through her mouth in an instant.
"Take this as a testament to my approval. It is a spell of epic proportions; one that will let you call out my power in the face of Elessia. Use it well. As for the rest of you," he turned to look at the Djinn, almost longingly. It reminded him of Akeem, seeing a Djinn here. He did not speak, rather something fell from the Gargoyle opposite his own falling much faster, landing with a blast of flames that only rose from him. Alistair Maric looked upon the Djinn favorably with eyes like ashe clouds. His laugh was deep, like a massive bellow that one could feel in their core. A flame lit below Ruah, injecting into his skin wherever it could, but not proving harmful.
"Yes, our power will provide you three with the perfect surprise with which to destroy her, or at least do enough damage to keep her down long enough to kill her. Of course, there is always room for more power if you would like to make a deal," he smirked.
"Enough Alistair, my dear," a feminine tone rolled out from behind Alexandra. Her flames were of no consequence as the demon made it a point to very luridly drag her tongue along the woman's neck in with a smile, granting her too a very powerful spell the likes of which only her chosen could know.
"Such pretty wings you have. If you were here for any other reason... I may be tempted to pluck them. But no matter little firebird... the gift I give to you is perhaps the most useful. Use the power of this attacked and even Elessia will not be able to ignore it's potency. Even she will have her mind warped." The figure shifted in a pink haze, collecting aside Raph, who had been distracted by a gathering of energy somewhere in the sky. The hell gate seemed active... but none of them had opened it. No it was acting on it's own, attempting to sink it's claws into someone. He knew this energy. It was his favorite a** kicker. Perhaps one of his favorite agents of Order. He felt her out there, faintly. Clingign to life through the opening door. He reached out in his mind to her, calling the other two to attention as well as he fortified her mind against the pull of the hell gate. Even he was surprised by what he found within her mind, and the Incubus himself could only smile at how resolute she was. Lilith was taken aback, and Alistair, the one time ally of this mysterious source of power smiled. Whatever it was it gave Raphael even more drive to go to Elessia, to draw out her own allies and finally put an end to all of this.
"Let us go now, for Order and Civilization, for wrath and ruin. For the death of Elessia the traitor, and FOR A RED DAWN," Raph said as each of them seemed to ascend in a cage born of flames from the hands of Raph, guided by Raphael to the surface.
[Will PM the details of each spell to you each seperate, and you are free to post after Auriel in the main thread. Entering the final phase of the raid.]
