Hell is like a maze and the shifts within are in eternal throes. To get lost, an understatement. To find ones companions, a miracle. Thus the team continued into the abysmal heat of Hell. Elsewhere, an alert was being spread. "Master master! Intruders in the ninth level!" Says a little Imp. It looks at a dark section of the throne room where Lethal's throne is swept over in darkness. Only a feminine voice can be heard. "Wait!? Has... Has he finally returned?" "Yes oh most great and all powerful one!" The sound of claws on iron can be heard but the usurper does not reveal itself. "Bring me him bound and defeated! I'll see him into the cell no demon has ever escaped! Kill ALL of his companions. These are my orders! Follow them through or I'll eat your heart out before you." Thoroughly frightened the little Imp bows and walks backwards all the way out of the door. Never turns its back on the usurper and leaves the throne room wholly empty except for the figure in the dark.