[Bone Hills - Maw of Akarkhentkats]

Ah! This is why one shouldn't be an adventurer. Skeletons trying to kill you with axes, just to start!
The foxgirl scrambles further back, narrowly avoiding the iron blade. At least they can't chase them back into the hallway.
"Wave? Go on."

The fire elemental steps up, while the other two retreat back to the corner. The constant process of burning destruction that makes up their form shifts and slows as a ball of flame forms above their raised hands...and then they pitch the fireball, aimed just over the skeletons' heads, to explode at the center of those undead.

[Temple Site]
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"It's indeed but a shell of its former self. That we cannot deny." Jaccalish gesture at the blackened world around them hardly seem necessary here.
"However, while there are all sort of pragmatic reasons we could list for doing this, like all the lost technology which could be harvested from its surface and how it could in time be restored to life, in truth it comes down to an ideological one."
Jaccalish steps closer to the two. "You see, the world has actually become something of a liability at this point." With a casual gesture small floating orbs that seem to represent other worlds start to appear around them and they spare them quick glances while their clawed appendages move over their surfaces.

"While our people have been able to leave it physically for a long time they've yet to been able to do so mentally. The idea that their world could be restored and they can take their revenge is so ingrained in them that they haven't been able to truly settle anywhere else. All our jaunts to other worlds have simply been means to restore their world. Not attempts to create something new elsewhere." Jaccalish continues to speak until they eventually come to a blackened orb which seem to represent their own planet.

They reach over to touch it with one of their claws.
"Therefore, the world must be restored." As the claw gently touches the surface the orb suddenly brightens and turns a vibrant green and blue.

But then Jaccalish closes its claw around it and its instantly crushed into tiny specks of light. "Or it has to be destroyed." Now they turn to face Nathan, almost getting uncomfortably close. "We believe our project will have a good chance of at least achieving one of those. Aiming for the former of course but as I'm sure you're already considering, there will be a lot of complications. We've had a lot of time figuring those out while within this realm however. Indeed, we came here before all others of our kind. So if you have questions regarding it, now would be the time to ask them." They pause, their cold eyes now regarding them with silence.
Nathan listens, remaining blank of expression up until the orb is crushed, at which point their eyes widen and antennae sweep back.
"So the problem will be solved one way or the other."
To be followed by a whole set of new problems.

"It would surely be easier to destroy it, correct? And the survivors would have to move on.
Of course, it would be a shame to lose a whole world. All that space, all those hardy creatures clinging to life.

Questions, yes, they have questions, more than a few, but they can start with these.
"Where will you put it?"
"Is your solution specific to your world or could it bring other worlds here?"
"Approximately how many of your kind are even still alive at this point?"
"Won't this make revenge more difficult, being here?"
"How will the angels react?"