Garin would chuckle as he disappeared for a moment to open the gates. "Welcome to hell. On your right, you'll see a few demi-gods battling it out over a slice of pizza, and on your left, you'll see a few of our famous shops and smithies. They make good shit." As she stepped inside, Garin would motion forward towards the main courtyard, where a demonic hole had appeared. "That's an opening to actual Hell, and we have a team inside right now trying to assassinate the literal Devil."