[hr][hr][center][img]https://s9.postimg.cc/5xwkbgd73/8402167275e0247750f8d47a1609230f.png[/img][hr][youtube]https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bmtbg5b7_Aw[/youtube][hr][@Nallore][@FantasyChic][@BlueSky44][hr][h3][color=#9999ff][b]December 29th, 2016 - 1:00 P.M. EST - 1 Day Since Hel Returned[/b][/color][/h3][/center][hr][hr]	Mallory nodded at Jessica's decision. Of those present, there was only one person she thought could help them. She was familiar with Jade Cornish, the woman who killed Lucifer. As a death spirit, such a major event had been hard for Mallory to ignore. The reapers, her brothers and sisters, would still talk about it with awe. While Lucifer had been stronger than Hel, Mallory had no doubt that the Norse Goddess of Death was far more cunning than the Devil had been. "You killed Lucifer," Mallory said, staring at Jade. 

	[color=339933]"Wow, a groupie, that's fucking brilliant,"[/color] Jade muttered, rolling her eyes. However, she was interested in the three that had come from Coventry. She herself had been on route to that location, after Agents Decker and Keenan lost contact. Agent Murphy had given his life as well, from what she had observed. She nodded in agreement as Alex indicated the problematic situation they were in. It wasn't like Altsoba - Lucifer seemed to have been confined to the town, though Jade never knew how long that would have lasted. Luckily, they didn't need to find out. But in this situation, Hel had freedom of movement - she could go anywhere, do anything.

	"She wants her cloak," Folly whispered, remembering the lengths Hel had gone to in order to obtain it. She had ordered Fenrir to attack them all and retrieve it, when she left with Aloise Zamora. She had to imagine that Hel had a special bond with Fenrir - purely because Folly herself liked animals. They never shouted or came home drunk or hit her. They never asked her to be something that she wasn't. She blinked back tears for a moment, fighting the urge to run off. 

	[color=339933]"Alright, that's a start,"[/color] Jade commented. [color=339933]"Where's her cloak, then?"[/color]

	Mallory didn't say anything, but she looked over at Jessica. 

[hr][center][img]https://s22.postimg.cc/wlaawbf3l/tenor.gif[/img][/center][hr]	Hel glanced at Mariana, before she shook her head. She produced for her a knife - it was made of Asgardian steel - and she handed it to the hunter. [color=C3D1C0]"This should suffice,"[/color] Hel said, smiling. Her smile only reached the healthy side of her face - the decaying half remained still, as if the muscles in her face had withered away there. Only with her cloak would she be able to appear normal - and with it, she'd be unstoppable. She traditionally fought with her sword, yet it could kill her as well. It was hard to defend against oneself. 

	Hel took in a deep breath, as the hunters were surrounded in green energy. She could feel the call of her cloak coming to her and she let out a breath, before they materialized at Cromwell House. The same sigil from before was burned into the carpet and she smiled directly at Mallory. [color=C3D1C0]"You chose the wrong side, Azrael's daughter,"[/color] Hel said calmly. [color=C3D1C0]"Now surrender the cloak and kneel."[/color]

[center][color=9999ff][i]For the lives that I take, I’m going to hell
For the laws that I break, I’m going to hell
For the love that I hate, I’m going to hell
For the lies that I make, I’m going to hell[/i][/color][/center]