The yellow haired demon had to wonder if the whole thing was a ploy. The only reason he was still listening was because the tormented soul of an ancient Goetes went through the trouble of escaping the fiery pit, and not being able to get to any senior demons settled on him. The fires of Hell were beginning to take their toll, the Goetes was beginning to assume a fiery semblance himself, only his eyes remained steady as they?have been, through the millennia, if rumors were true.
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"So you are telling me that an entire chunk of Hell is gone all of a sudden?" Rudolph incredulously wondered, his mind set on his previous dreams of the lovely Salome. "And if it is gone, how is this a threat to anyone, instead of an advantage? Where would it go, what would it do that could hurt us?" Yerbler added, but the man once named Tantalos was not to be swayed. "You must tell your superiors it is an emergency. It wasn't just any part of Hell, it was the Pit of Treachery. You know who dwelled there, don't you," Tantalos demanded and Rudolph began to feel less at ease.
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It was just like in his dream, minus the pleasant parts. The hills were moving, some figures were rising, surrounding him and only that three part glyph?that he was inspired to draw, deflected and diffused?their oppressive presence. He was able to protect himself and Salome too, with another gift?from his mysterious benefactor, but only with some considerable luck. After all, the man who became the embodiment of treachery did not even bother with the likes of him, using his might to fly upward, ever upward, with the?dark terrain itself?exploding under the pressure of his overwhelming flight. ?
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Rudolph?never met him, but heard of him. Heard of his never ceasing movement underneath,?that made Hell itself quake. He had considered him merely a dark legend, was half intrigued by?him, as?part of Hell's darker lore that was no longer taught to new demons. But seeing him?even in a dream, defied all expectations. Perhaps, it was the feel of his unfamiliar might, the?sense of treachery that spread its wings in every direction and hurt his very innards. Only Crowley's happy song combined with the glyph allowed him to shake off the memory of the disturbing dream. And now what, what was he to do now, he wondered and repeated the three part glyph that may have once represented the convergence of the rays of the sun, but appeared to protect demons?despite such unusual affiliation.
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"So, where would Judas go, if unchecked? To prey on what exactly?" Rudolph patiently wondered,?almost certain that his dream happened to be true. Tantalos nodded his approval of the guess and began fervently whispering into Rudolph's grudgingly presented ear.?"Never thought I would witness such miracles in my day," the yellow haired demon admitted with a small smile, wondering what Crowley would make of this nonsense. ? ? ?
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