At this point, there was a loud crash as a Death Priest broke through the roof, only to land near to the group. Unlike most of his comrades, this Death Priest was wearing a mask made of black metal, two large machine pistols forming from the same substance in the man's hands. Jaque raises his arms, one gun pointed at Ellysia and one gun pointed at Aki, both of them wirring and clicking, sounding almost eager. "I'm very sorry to interrupt, but I believe I cannot allow you to continue with this plan. Unless, of course, you let me help." Smiling, Jaque lowers the guns, the mask melting from his face. "Kami's power doesn't transcend dimensions. When I came here, the spider in my brain died. Since then she's found methods to counteract this effect, judging by the Death Priests below, but at least it's given me my freedom."