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So the mysterious hero could only transport one of them... at a time. It figured there would be some element of a price to pay for any service. Damien understood that. He glanced behind him at whatever the sorcerer Threek was doing, conjuring up a mess of magic to do something dramatic for him. Damien didn't want to find out what it was. 

The young human looked back at Firebrand who appeared to be taking the initiative, valiantly volunteering to take the risk himself. It was an odd thing for a demon to act altruistically. Damien considered that perhaps Firebrand was making plans for him, and wanted him to stick around, and that wasn't necessarily a bad thing. Damien stood in silent consideration for but a moment, on the edge of protest. He had the ability to shift planes of existence, passing his body into the spirit realm where physical reality, even magic in the material world could not reach him. He'd probably fair even better against Threek than Firebrand would, just because of that ability. However, time flowed differently in the spectral realm, and he could end up to far in the future. Should he say something? Was he overestimating himself? And more importantly, would it be disobedient of him to let Firebrand go first when Asmodeus had ordered HIM to go to Australia? Yes it would. As much as Damien had come to respect and admire Firebrand, he'd have to trust him. 

"Stay alive." Damien said, wasting no further time in arguing. He accepted that he was weaker than his infernal ally and not stupid enough to contest it. Perhaps he would owe Firebrand yet again. 

Damien turned to Ozo. "Then let us be off, and do not tarry. The great Asmodeus has plans for us."