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As the Shepherd emerges from the wreckage of the Mortar and Pestle, the devils again begin cheering for battle, eager to see this newcomer face the same fate as the others. The only ones not cheering are the older and more powerful devils, the pit fiends and war devils, who exchange uneasy looks with each other. Even as the group cheers, Baalzebul's eyes widen, and the slug archduke turns back to exchange a few frantic words with the archfiends Lilith and Baftis, motioning back towards the Shepherd as he speaks with his consorts.

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In the room on the barge, Zorella stares out the window, mouth agape, at the arena below. She turns towards Eltain, eyes burning. "YOU! Was this your doing? I do not know what your scheme is, paladin, but I'll have your head for it!" All pretense of beauty and seduction is gone as the succubus turns to face 'Hugo.' "I want him dead. I'll pay you a hundred Astral Diamonds to have this half-eladrin sent to the arena to die with the rest of them!"