Theda worked to take all of this in stride.

"Oh. Hell."

As the image of Baalzebul fades, Theda surveys their new surroundings.

"Well, congratulations, Ia. Not many double-cross an arch-devil and still have a face to smile with. Although, of course, all you really did was piss him off and make all the work we just did for nothing.

"Now, if you'll turn off that bloody aura, we can get underway. Miss Iivraena has the scroll, and I rather doubt that she'll want to wander around hell without any ability to defend herself."


She gestures towards the distant volcano. She glances at Tonn, who transforms into a magnificent gold dragon.

"Unless someone has a faster way to travel, Tonn can fly us there."