[color=lightblue]"Not [i]A[/i] key; [i]THE[/i] Key. It is a particular demon--not entirely sure who or what it is, but I'd imagine that it would have to be someone rather dangerous... a practical guardian of itself."[/color] The King was unaware of the irony of such a statement, having never met, talked to, or even seen Betty at all during his damnation. A wash of heat came over him as he closes his eyes: not one of the murderous brutes here have accomplished what he so desperately craves... but there might just be a thing... a lurker... a thief... that most cowardly of creatures sneaking about the building. The King tip-toed over the body of a guard, wary of when they would all start to regenerate. One last fellow stood, obstinate as the rest had been, as the King kicked out his legs and drained the consciousness from him.

[color=lightblue]"These damned souls and demons are nothing but monsters, hollow shells of beings long forgotten from history..."[/color] The King anxiously whispered to himself, [color=lightblue]"They cannot be led, controlled, or ordered... 'tis madness, unholy madness."[/color] The Crusader from Constantinople fought such a beast, though it were a small one, a damned soul nary upon a hundred or so years old. The King sent a pulse of energy into the knight, a measure of pity for him. The poor knight, thought he, trying to organize this fool's mission. 'Twere a raid, a rape, and a pillage, not some noble quest for glory or absolution. This was the selfish incarnate, an indulgence of the basest emotions of man. It was madness.

The King fingered the hilt of his blade as he watched this Lovecraftian crustacean lumber about. He shook his head and raced for the door... which door? Ah! The fumes must be getting to his head... God-damned demons... and whatnot. He watched the Mayan with the masochist on top do what they did, and chafed inwardly that such wanton destruction could illicit such wanton pleasure. He leapt through the ruined wall, seeking a great beast to fight... a great guardian of the Gates of Hell. [color=lightblue]"Where is that warden? I need a warden..."[/color]