WotW: Call Forth Darkness IC

[Angstrom]

Hexor and Vexor glance at each other, before looking back at Hal.

"Well, to start with... Just because there are Asmodeans here, does not mean this temple is guarded." Hexor says.

"Secondly, the Boggards haven't been begging for death. These were. Apparently being drained to the point of death every day will do that to you." Vexor says, smiling in his bestial way. "It seemed polite to oblige."

Ezra, for his part, says nothing, merely floating there studying all three of you with his dead eyes. He seems to be trying to decide which side, if any, to weigh in on.

"You obliged them? Far too kind of you. It was Mitrans like those who slaughtered the former inhabitants of this temple and left you bound here for a century. Mitrans who are seeking to destroy us. Mitrans who killed Ezra. I think death is too good for them. Their souls should eternally tortured beneath the Styx, but now they may petition in Heaven or Elysium. You may as well have freed them."

Once he's finished blowing off steam, he looks at Ezra hoping that mentioning his death would not upset him. From the look on Hal's face, its clear that he was merely ranting, but is now ready to move on to business.

"Now then, Sirs, for guarding this temple, what will it take to let you leave this place? What would you like me to do?"