((I don't know how the marines will react nor how fast. But these creatures, Draconians are very agile So are likely able to dodge many attacks. I can always edit if you think some should die))

While everyone is preoccupied by Shenba and the other new arrivals a warp like gate rips open behind them. But it is strange. It is near silent, shadow like creatures pour out, 7 or 8 to be exact. they look at each other with their beady red eyes. they all nod then move swiftly and silently around everyone. Keeping to the shadows. Many of them eye out Soul and clutch. Keeping their gaurd when they pass them. Several of them reach as close as they can get to Shenba in the shadows. One creature remains at the gate. Its eyes closed and its arms what appears to be its arms. Wavering around in a circular motion.

All the shadows seem to be in place, The creature at the back stops moving, at the same time unleashing its battle cry. All the shadow creatures appear out of smoke. Instinctively jumping at Shenba letting out their own cry. Their swords flash in the glaring sun as they charge at shenba. Being small creatures they move with speed, quickly grabbing the unconcious shenba and hawling her back to the strange gate.They ignore anyone who stands in their way, merely dodging around or letting 1 creature stay back to distract their blocker. They finally make it to the gate, the creature which still stood infront of the gate was different to the others, it had a black robe on. It yells out a command in a wierd and confusing language, the other several creatures, their swords hung on their backs reply with a similar sentence. the black robe nods signaling them to move out. the black robe watches its squad move in the gate and disappear along with Shenba. The black robe takes its turn to walk into the gate. The image of the black robe can be seen from inside the gate. It stands there, its back to its squad. The black robe now begins to speak in the language of magic, its clawed hands wavering around with magic swirling around them. The gate hisses as it slowly begins to close up. Closing a gate like this must take time. But the black robe remains safe inside the confinement of the gate.

Slowly but surely the gate begins to close, the black robe begins to chant louder, every time he does the gate quickens its pace.

((Well I talked to clutch today, its better if kith stays back, just in case. There may be stuff that seems like a god mod. But it isn't really. I'm kind of laying a pathway.))

After soul enters the gate, it begins to shake and twist. The gate, now with no controller creaks as it tries to keep stable. But it fails, the Gate twists so much that it snaps in several places. The moment the gate snaps it shimmers out of existence. The journey through the warp seems some what strangely. All 3 warriors were tumbling down an unseen hole. The remaining Draconians are barely with in sight, but they seem to be running. After a grueling fall the warriors tumble out of the exit before it snaps shut also. The darkness is like the abyss. They cannot even see their own hands. The voices of the draconians can be heard, but they are very faint and from what can be heard, they are arguing.

Slowly the darkness seems to lift, all it was is that the warriors were used to a blazing desert sun. The find themselves right near the Warp gate stand which is the only warp gate to and from Everworld. But its portal like frame is broken. Shards of it are lying around it. The golden coloured Dragon frame charred, its gemmed eyes cracked and lifeless. Around them from what can be seen or recognized are large stone Pillars, many of them either fallen, on the brink, or severely damaged. The doors leading to the other various areas are smashed, burnt or gone completely, including the hinges.

It is the main chamber, or what is left of it. The walls, pillars, doors, ceiling is black, damaged, filled with holes. The ceiling in some areas has caved in, letting in what should be a bright blue sky and the warm sunlight in, but only reveals a gray stormy sky, with multi coloured flashes of lightning. In the distance they can see the large doors which led to the garden last time they were head. The 2 dragon guardians are completely gone, almost like they were pried off. Only small shards of it remain on the ground much like the portal frame. Through the massive archway, is nothing but black. The doors once an entrance to a beautiful garden now seem to be an entrance to the Abyss itself.

" I am so glad you could join us. "

The eerie voice booms from behind them. It echo's around them, along with moaning, whispering and chuckles. Behind the Portal is solid darkness. Not even the light from the lightning penetrated the darkness. The voice booms again. It seems so close yet so far away.

" Please, come join me. Make yourself at home... Yes, come. "

That direction seems to be the only way to go. As they venture down, 2 glowing orange eyes near the side begin to appear, the sound of a tail whipping on the ground begins to echo around the chamber. The eyes shuffle along with a low growl.

" Don't be afraid of my dragon, I'm sure you cannot see it, there fore the dragonfear is not affecting you. But would it affect you. Lord Reaver? "

A figure appears, it is sitting on a massive throne, made out of Ice and bones of its victims. The Chair itself seems to be undead. A massive Dragon skull sits atop it, its red eyes still burning in its undead life. The being remains slouched back, its arms on both arm rests.

" I don't think it would. Nor would it have much affect on Lord Danyael...oh...or should I say Lord Kanshisha? 13th member of the Council of Order..."

The beings face finally comes into view, the darkness seems to be sucked into the massive boned chair. The being, male taps his finger on the arm rest. His armour is ancient, more ancient than Kawanua's. It has the symbol of God on it. But along with a dead rose entwined with a Lily. His face still slightly covered by his jet black, curly hair. But his sly smirk can be seen. The Black dragon, Kithernas also comes into view. He whips his take again, showing his impatience. The mans eyes now focus on Yue. His smirk turns to a large grin.

" Ah yes, He spoke about you many times, asking for your help. Asking for everyone of you. I guess his prays were answer. Praise god! "

The man ends his sentence is a mocking laugh. Light slowly appears out of nowhere, torches burst into flame around the chamber. Revealing the full extent of the chambers damage, along with corpses everywhere, blood splattered along the wall, maidens hanging from spikes, chains and various other items unable to be distinguished.

" Come have a seat...Oh don't be cautious. I have no grudges against you warriors. You are honoured guests. I must respect you all. "

While the man talks a black smooth stone table materializes out of nowhere, as it does the man shifts slightly. What appeared to be Kithernas's black scales now shifted. Revealing ever so slightly black tattered wings.

" I have to respect you all, the wielder of the prisoned daemon lord. Duriel, The gatekeeper...oh what is he the gate keeper off... Oh darn! I always forget that. Oh well. "

He snaps his fingers in irritation but continues anyway.

" And then there is Yue, The first fallen angel to be blessed and made an angel by a Fallen Seraphim lord. Such a unique being, such power still to be discovered in this beautiful woman. I see now why my...son chose you. "

The being is obviously Kawen, no doubt. He smiles but looks back to Soul.

" Oh no...He is not my son. But he is like one. I brought him up, watched over him until he was ready to become his true self. Alas I would have liked his wife too. But such a price to gain power... "

Kawen leans his head on his palm, showing no fear, or even having any. He smiles again, his eyes quickly darting to Kithernas then back to the warriors.

" You've come to rescue your companion and his daughter...and his daemon. How touching. "