((Sorry, that took longer than I thought ^^; ))<br/><br/>Heather's track record? Life-endangering speeds? What was Ebisu--Ijemaru stopped mid-thought when he saw the skaters. He looked around to see if anybody else had noticed how unnatural this was. It seemed like Heather was on the same page as him, and it looked like Battler was struggling with something, too, the way steam was rolling off him. Ebisu was just grinning as usual, and it didn't look like he was going to talk about it.<br/><br/>Ijemaru and Battler got on the skaters with their respected drivers and braced themselves for impact. Impact came, and they had to close their eyes against the wind pressure. It was no wonder Graecians squinted all the time. In just a few minutes, if they were able to open their eyes, they would see the Void at last. It looked like a vertical lens (pointy oval), reaching up about eleven stories into the sky. It was pitch black, and never quite solid. They were approaching it almost from the front, but it seemed to be flat.<br/><br/>Unfortunately, by the time they got there, the Church had already set up camp. It looked like there were maybe a hundred people there, all dressed in black robes. Twenty of them at the front were trying to force their way into the portal, but it seemed to be resisting their efforts. When they were finally close enough to disembark from their skaters, those twenty hooded figures had managed to push their hands through that darkness.<br/><br/>There was a deep rumbling like an earthquake in the sky. Then, a gigantic grey hand reached out of the portal and gripped the side. Next, another hand, then a demonic face. This behemoth must have been ten stories tall, and it was clearly about to fight the members of the church.<br/><br/>"Okay," Ebisu said, sweating a little bit. "That one's a little big, even by my standards."<br/><br/>"Do you think it will beat them and then leave?" Battler asked hopefully.<br/><br/>"We should be ready to defend ourselves," Ijemaru answered. "It might think we're with them."<br/><br/>The redhead gulped and gripped the magic whistle the vice principal had given him in case of emergency. He silently thanked the man for looking out for the weakest member of the team. Ebisu started building a snow shelter for them to hide behind, and the demon began its rampage.