[center][h2][color=red]Opportunity, We Are Here[/color][/h2][/center]
How foolish to send a rescue party outnumbered by the people they were yet to save. Or perhaps the foolishness belonged to the one who'd tied their own hands to begin with. Still, it wasn't as if she could unleash all of her minions and expect it to be over within a few seconds. She'd need to test their powers.

[b][color=red]"Grimoire, come to me."[/color][/b] Clara muttered, an ornate black book appearing in her hand.

[b][color=black]The Black Book[/color][/b] was her blessing from the Gods. The thought that all gods were just and kind was wrong. They gave their blessings to humanity so that they might repel the Ancient Evil, but their reasons were not all the same. To give power is such a simple thing for them. And yet, this power was everything for the humans. [b][color=black]The Black Book[/color][/b] was curious, because it has the capacity for good or evil.

Subservience until death, even for the most powerful Demon if the ritual is performed correctly. However, the God of Death does not discriminate between human, demon, or otherwise. It can be unleashed on anyone, or anything.

[b][color=red]"Yes... This will do."[/color][/b] She decided.

This one was a relatively powerful familiar. A demonic tiger, fast, agile, and it packed a nasty surprise for close-range fighters. They shared a look, before it began to lope down the stairs. Clara turned and walked towards the next floor.

[b][color=red]"Now, let's begin in earnest."[/color][/b]