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Ishmael shook his head. "Heroics has nothing to do with it. Last time I checked we had a demon army attacking the city which is above our heads. We need to perform all the necessary actions that it is needed to get out of here guick. I think you know exactly what would happen if the demon armies followed us down here as crammed up it is." He said. He was never the hero, never. He knew that for sure. Just by looking at these people despite that some survived he still failed them. "I was tasked with helping this city but I could not do anything to save it. I have failed them and the mission the church sent me on." He said. He then stood up looked to Fenn and narrowed his eyes. "I understand though. Me being a paladin and you being a witch. Truthfully is this the perfect time to have those two differences come between us. People are dying and all you can think of is your own pride." He then looked to Kyalia and then turned around and noticed Hotaru standing there looking right at him. He nodded and as he looked to Hotaru he felt something odd about her. It was as if the gods warned him about her or perhaps warned is the wrong word for it.
He decided talking was done between him and the witch. His order most likely killed friends of hers giving the result of bitter resentment towards him. To judge one man because of what someone or someones has done is ignorance at its finest. Right now the sin he saw though was pride with maybe a little bit or wrath. Sometimes he envied people like the young woman standing beside him. Her not being part of the church she is treated differently but him.... Everyone expects so much out of him that they forget he is just as much human as they are. He could bleed and die just like them. Although he had know clue as to who the young woman was beside him or what she was. IF had known perhaps his thoughts would have been different. He moved to catch up with the crowd noticing how miserable they were. He decided to take his helmet from his side remembering how he never put it on. He smirked at the realization that that mistake could have cost him today. Then again, with those retrievers it might not have mattered. He decided the best thing to do was to give these people some water. He moved to the side where the water was and dipped his helmet into it. He rose it up as he stood holding the water in. It was not pure, it was dirty but a quick movement of his hand over the top of his helmet purified it. Eliminating all contaminates from it. He then tapped a woman's shoulder. "Here pass this around, make sure everyone gets a drink of it." The purified water might bring some hope back to the people who had lost it.
He decided it was best to get to know the young girl beside him as well. Seeing as she was there the whole time. "Greetings,... I am Ishmael." He said to Hotaru.

Cassandra continued forward and every so often she looked behind her and saw that everyone was still there. Everytime she traveled underground she had this feeling that something was always following her or watching her from the dark places. The light made it a little better but not quite. She then noticed the elves and a bit of hope filled her mind. She quickly gestured towards Nova trying to get her attention. "Can you come over here real quick I need your help"

The balor demon tried to do exactly what he expected and teleport but where he appeared was not where the demon wanted to be. He was way off and this angered him. He had to halt his movement and pinpoint the man once more. When he saw Xukhezur he noticed where the man was heading. He headed to the gate not so much to stop their advance seeing as that was hopeless but to slow them. No this will not do one bit. He thrust out his hand again and released his firestorm spell. Thousands of tiny fireballs shooting out of his hand in attempt to knock the man out of the sky.

While that occured the Vrock that had been in pursuit as well had clinged to a roof and spotted Xukhezur once more. The Vrock's decided to play a little game. They decided to teleport as well but not around the man which would fail obviously because of the preys magic. They chose far off in front of them. On top of the gates roof to be exact they then took to the air once more and flew in his direction aim for a head on collision. To make this more effective the Vrocks used a very popular trick among their kind called mirror image. This spell created for them copies of themselves as they edged ever closer.

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