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Sylin's jaw dropped slightly for a moment, but he closed it a short while later. He had a sort of shocked/surprised expression stuck on his face the entire time. She knew, most of the time she knew, and she still made herself and her allies vulnerable to him. He chewed his lip a bit, as he struggled to come to terms with what this meant. He failed his mission, obviously. So what could he do? Go back and be tortured, not being able to do anything at all for those trapped? Dieamos entered at that point, looking Sylin straight in his eyes and saying his name.

"H-How do I know you're really Dieamos? You look nothing like... oh... oh Hells. You are... old friend, you are Dieamos. Nothing else can take that form, and with those beings that dwell within you...

Dieamos had taken his original shape and form, save for the increase in size.... the shadow goblins were even visible in a shrunken size, some coming out to their full measurements as they took to the air and circled around the group like birds. Gruesome birds, but more birdlike than threatening demons in their mannerisims.

"Have I done wrong? They'll suffer if I don't do my appointed tasks, and yet... knowing more for certain that I do now, I can't possibly continue on..."

Dieamos: "It is as Rosemary says. They will suffer, but that can not be helped. And it will only be temporarily. God will not give us so much that we can not withstand, no matter what the monster Heegh has told you. It still pains me that I had to leave people like you behind in Hell, but think on this... would you want me to stay imprisoned for your sake?"

"No, no I would not. You've been the only one to show me the greatest kindness in all of Hell."

Dieamos: "Then think on what the others would have you do. What they wanted me to do, even if it tore my heart out. Would you deny them their true wishes?"

"Undeniable proof of God exists here in this land, I've seen it. Is He truly so powerful that..."

Dieamos: "Yes. He is. Who do you think allowed me and thousands of others to leave the confines of hell once they've converted. Jacob here might have seem to do most of the work, but it was through God's will that he done it. Think! So many times, he should have been captured, over and over, and entrapped in Hell's depths, but he's always managed to escape and lead so many to freedom. That is not coincidence. That is miracle. So I ask you Sylin, you have a choice now before you. What will you choose?"

Sylin looked down for a moment, fists clenched. He then reached into his ear, and tored out a sickly, long looking black and red slug from inside his head and squashed it under foot, the thing smoking and squealing as it died. His true thoughts were finally revealed.... as was his physical form. Dressed in red military bulletproof metallic armor with black cloth, Sylin stood nearly 6 foot in height, with just a little bit of help from his horns that jutted out of the side of his head. He was mostly humanoid, save for his blueish-green grey flesh, and the very unusual face he had.... pointed ears, and three large eyeballs that rotated, switching to a dominant eye depending on what range he needed to see at. This was the natural part of his talent as a deadly marksman, he was created for it. He wore a belt full of ammunition and pouches along his waist, and over his shoulder.... a strange sidearm along his hip, with a shortened shotgun of some manner on the other side... There was a rather deadly looking rifle strapped to his back, and all three had skeletal markings and etchings that looked demonic. The lower half of his face was hidden behind what looked like a metallic mask with vents and odd markings. Etched on one of his chestplates were kill marks, a scratch for every kill. They were very miniscule, and numerous.

As he spoke, his voice was gravelly and slightly raspy, but intermingled with his original voice... as if it were a pair or more of voices speaking at once, with a hollow metallic twang to it.

"I've decided... that I can not stand Heegh's filth and lies any longer. It was difficult enough with Lucifer, but now with a warmonger in the throne of Hell, it's unbearable. I ask for forgiveness in my attempts to go behind your backs and stab you all, and in an attempt to make amends, to allow me to serve as an ally, for Heegh will surely make retribution once he learns of this. He has had hounds of hell, similar to what I assume are Adira's in all except nature and behavior, following my every move, except for following me in here. They couldn't withstand such a holy place, their minds so full of ill-intent. And Mister Merak... if you could please do something about these horridly blasted hell chains on my person, I would be eternally grateful."

Sylin brought the chains that bound him to Hell into view, the glowing red links attached to his wrists only. It seemed Heegh wasn't exactly expecting Sylin to betray him. Jacob drank another vial of energy potion, feeling much better by this point and time, and moved forward to break the chains.

"I never became angry even when I figured it out. God actually tries to teach us to live at peace with everyone even our enemies if possible. Maybe I've improved."

"One of my favorite quotes recently is something like Hate what is evil; cling to what is good. Love must be sincere. Help God's people who are in need. Practice hospitality. Be faithful in prayer.

"Bless those who persecute you; bless and do not curse. Rejoice with those who rejoice; mourn with those who mourn.... Do not be conceited.

"If it is possible live at peace with everyone. Do not repay anyone evil for evil.................. Be careful to do what is right in the eyes of everybody. Do not take revenge, my friends, but leave room for God's wrath. On the contrary:
"If your enemy is hungry, feed him;
if he is thirsty, give him something to drink.
In doing this, you will heap burning coals on his head." Do not be overcome by evil, but overcome evil with good.

"It's in the book of Romans chapter 12 if you want to look up the actual words. You're actually supposed to hate the evil things a person does and not the person. Jacob, Veni, and I need to work on some parts of all that."

She went to open the door for the whining dog she heard while Jacob approached Sylin to remove the chains and made the comment, "for someone fresh out of hell, you sure do know how to be cute." The creatures she ran into didn't have these cute habits so immediately.

"God has to be powerful enough to create the universe, so He is at least as powerful as the universe. Is even satan powerful enough to create the universe?"

Rosemary explained to the dogs what happened. She told them that she met Sylin the other day and that he apparently was a demon in disguise sent to spy on her and find out if Adira was with her. She also explained that since he wasn't sure if he wanted to do it or not he was able to get into the soul fortress. His ability to even get in here proves that he isn't such a bad person. Now he wants to help in anyway he can. "Sylin informed us that Heegh also more hounds of hell to gather Adira. You might want to tell me about them now so we're not completely surprised."

She suddenly looked at Sylin from the dogs as she had thought of something, "Sylin...now that that creature is gone, are you able to hide all that artillery? There are laws against being out in public with such things."

Sylin grunted in a bit of pain as his chains were shattered, then sighed with relief at finally having the damnable things gone.

"You have a point, Veni. A Satan has great power, but it seems that Lucifer never truly fulfilled any of his plans to the proper extent that he wanted. Heegh seems to be struggling with great means, and he's exerting his power as much as possible. Both have two very different methods, and neither seem powerful enough to overtake Creation, let alone to be able to create... or re-create."

Sylin noted the way Ophelia had stared at him, and seemed to hang his head just a little in shame.

"You have right to look at me in such a way, madam, especially since you are the guardian of the person I was making plans to steal away...

I can do something about the public exposure of my weaponry... Give me a moment. Since they're essentially a part of me..."

Seeming to focus for a moment, the weapons on his sides and back seemed to start to merge with the skin-flesh that melted outwards over their holsters, then pulled them into his body, the firearms seeming to also shrink as they sunk in, until they were no longer in sight.

Dieamos: "You can have the aide of this old Abomination Demon's strength and hordes, alongside with Sylin's ability with more modern weaponry and tactics. The best 'game plan' I can think of would be to simply return to THoR and wait, and best be on our guard. Perhaps we should also notify the authorities, since this time we have a chance to be ahead of Heegh's plans."

"That would be ideal. We could take shifts, day and night, so as not to be caught unprepared. I'm sure with what I have studied about Limbo's military forces so far, that they can play the part of stealth well enough so we appear not so well guarded. Maybe instead of a small army of soldiers, we can convince them to allow us an Elite or two. What little I know about them pegs those sorts as very powerful queens in a proverbial chess set."

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As Eztli danced with Adira, he noticed her unease. He had sensed the same emotions around him, but since the building was full of people, it was overwhelmed for Eztli, and he hadn't been able to make out the despair too well.

He felt another blush wanting to come on when Adira seemed to lean into him and shudder a bit. However, he realized Adira was concerned about something when she started looking around the room... He was at least perceptive enough to know that she wasn't anxious about them dancing so much as it was something else that perhaps she felt as a threat. Clearing his throat slightly, he spoke.

"Is everything okay, Adira? You seem concerned about something... Are you sensing something that I'm not?"

He seemed to go on guard a bit, colorful glowing eyes glancing around them as they danced... he was trying to make out the threat that may exist, even though said "threat" had already went down to the lower levels with Rosemary, Jacob, and Veni and basically conversed over everything. Adira's hounds had followed, and he noted that they trailed to the same area that Rosemary had gone to a little bit ago.

((I am having way too much fun playing with the post appearance. xD ))

Upon hearing that Rosemary needed to test the weapon on a shadow goblin, one of the said creatures dived down and landed... it held up a long bony clawed hand and it became infused with dark blackish-purple flame, reshaping itself into that sphere of negative energies that caused temporary illness and mood depression.

Shadow Goblin: "Allow me to be of assistance!"

Once Rosemary was prepared, the demon swung up like a pitcher, then threw the discomforting sphere. Rosemary fired the weapon, and the anti-magic orb blasted into the sphere, dissipated it, and slammed into the goblin, knocking him onto his tail.

S. Goblin: "Mnnf... That thing has a kick!"

Sylin's hands itched just a little, wanting to try the new weapon before him, but he kept silent on the matter since serious subjects where on hand.

"So very interesting. It's good that you've already been working on ideas... I know a bit of Ophelia's and Banquo's kind. The other two have the elements of stone and lightning on their side. The electrical hound seems to be a bit mentally unsound."

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Eztli gave Adira a comforting pat on her back as he continued to dance with her.... how long had they been dancing? Since even Rosemary and Galantros had been called and finished... not that he was complaining, no sir.

"Adira, if your instincts and gut feelings have kept you going thus far, you should trust them then. I'll send a thought message to Thas and have him boost up security around here, though if someone was here, there is nothing they can do inside the soul fortress.

I'm also... not going to lie to you. It's possible that Heegh may send someone after you, but we are NOT going to let them take you back. Heegh is.... possessive. To an extreme, I should know. He doesn't like to give up anything easily, even if it may set him back in other ways. But listen Adira... (I) We will protect you, you don't deserve to be in his clutches..."

Eztli's eyes were looking at her with a sort of protective intensity that quite possibly suggested more than just a guardian's task, though he wasn't aware of it. The more Adira noticed them about reapers, she seemed to notice that their eyes were almost gem-like in quality, glowing with brilliant colors. Eztli's golden eyes seem to flare beautifully for a few brief moments, before he seemed to finally calm, going back to their normal amount of glow.

...plus with the abilities of Adira's empathy, she could probably start to tell that his emotions weren't entirely professional about his job.

Eztli faintly blushed at her method of using the F word, but shook it off fairly quickly to his credit.

"I just... somehow know. It also helps that Jacob has good instincts about such things and that he was willing to help you. Had you any manner of ill intent, you would have acted by now, for there were a few times you've been outside of the Soul Fortress. I..."

He struggled with words for a moment, trying not to fully say what he thought. That someone was delicate and beautiful as her shouldn't be in a horrid Satan's grasp. That.. that...

"Besides, I barely know anybody that deserves THAT sort of torment, and from what I've observed of you, you don't seem the sort. Also as well, that just because you are of a certain sort of being that are expected to follow a stereotype, doesn't mean you HAVE to follow those stereotypes. Galantros. Maybe you've noticed that he's half demon, incubus to be exact. Yet he doesn't act the way most incubi would, he's in fact rather shy, especially with such matters. I believe the worst he's ever really done was cuddle that girlfriend of his.

Thas was demonic at one time. Look at him now, he's a higher ranking angelic.

Aren't vampires expected to be completely dark and bloodthirsty? Rosemary and Veni have been rather kind and caring about you and your situation.

I could go on, but that would take forever... Do you see what I'm trying to explain here?"

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Meanwhile, acting on a thought sent by Eztli, Thas and several angels went towards where Rosemary, Sylin, and others had gone to... Opening up the door to the training room where he suspected they where, they came upon the groups little meeting. He also noticed a new demon that was only slightly familar to Thas back in his Hell days.

"Well.... I take it there's some interesting proceedings going on here? Especially with what I remember as an angelic slayer, gun-slinging demon?"

"Guilty... Though make that ex-angelic slayer..."

On the contrary it felt like Sylin had a great weight lifted off his shoulders now, and Rosemary could sense that from him. He knew he did so much wrong in his past, but now he was completely free to atone for it. And perhaps, with what all I did in the past was training for these sort of things... is it wrong to think in such a manner? Killing angelics as training to do good? It sounds perverse...

"No Rosemary, not that I know of. It's possible however, knowing how Heegh is trying to become more crafty in his ways to further imbue his anger and wrath."

"We'll have to be on guard as much as possible then for a while then. Adira seemed to have a feeling or premonition about you, Sylin. She sinced something wasn't quite true about you while you were still under guise. Eztli must have picked up on her unease or something similar, and had us dispatched to find out what was going on. I'll inform Eztli that for now, the situation is defused."

"If you could, sir, inform the dear girl that I apologize for my actions and intent."

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Eztli was just about to finish dancing with Adira finally (and sadly for him) when he got a response back from Thas. A look of relief came over his features and he seemed to smile a little bit.

"Adira, Thas just talked to me through my mind. He says the situation's alright. They found out that your suspicions were true, though the man that was actually a demon of Heegh's wasn't exactly doing what he was by choice. That was probably the secret you were sensing, along with the despair. Rosemary and a friend of hers, Dieamos (Adira more than likely has heard of this Abomination as well as the hounds) confronted him. Dieamos knew Sylin very well. He converted.

"We know this for certain because he admitted to it and if he still had any ill intent, which it seemed he barely had in the first place, he wouldn't be able to stay here. Thas also tells me that Sylin wishes to apologize for what he was about to do. You okay?"

(Up to you if Adira's also heard of Sylin, he also has a slight rep in Hell as an angelic slayer.)