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 A hush fell over the ballroom as Lucifer entered. None made a sound, not even the most disorderly of demons as  the Prince of Darkness and his newest plaything—a slender red headed human in a tastefully suggestive black leather dress—joined the gathered hellspawn and fallen. Lucifer's closest cabal were the only ones the chamber who did not avert their gaze as he strode through the serried ranks of Hell's elite and well that they should be for it was their number that had stood with him against their oppressor. If any among Hell's denizens had earned the right to gaze upon him in full it was them. “My Lord Satan.̶

Just how in the name of the Sun did these sort of things always happen? Django had somehow managed to end up in yet another trap, this time in the Ancient Forest. He had walked into a clearing, and before he could see what was happening, the steel gates on both sides of the clearing had shut, trapping him in a room with who-knows-how-many Golems. I should try sneak behind them, Django thought, not daring to speak incase the Golems heard them. It won't be easy. There are puddles everywhere, and Golems have really good hearing... The sunlight that day was rather strong, but unfortunately, it wasn't strong enough to dry up the puddles, which l