Father's Throne
Nevermore leans against the door, listening to the corridor outside.
"He's a replica of Galen. Given to me to protect my world from collapsing into chaos. He sacrificed himself in a fight against some unknown enemy. I don't understand how he can be here. But..." Nevermore looks at her ring. "His parting gift to me was this ring. He must have forseen this. This ring is allowing me to use my seals. Or rather it is negating the effect this reality has on them." Nevermore peers out the door and down the hallway. She motions Razz to follow and steps out.

From behind the both of them The Father's voice rings out in the empty building.
"Where do you think you're going with my Messiah." The Father seems out of breath. Tired or pained, maybe both. "You pesky little insects are bothersome to no end. Why can't you just lie down and play your part!" Nevermore lunges at the Father to strike him down but with a wave of his hand she is sent hurtling through several walls.

Affixing his gaze to Razz the Father seems to smile underneath his mask.
"Give me The Messiah, Fire Demon. And I'll let you see your beloved little whore."