Estela had gotten all hell ready. There was some lingering servants that went up to the surface to collect more people. She was a playful soul. She love to play with the dead one. She had her game. But she wasnt used to war. Well being in a war was what she wasnt used to. She was used to grabbing souls left and right to bring to hell. She was a flirt also. When she had time she would reveal herself to a human. But in a human form. And flirt with them. And play with their heart's and just as he/she think's their going to get anything. She rips their heart out. She loved it. She loved games.<br/>She flew her way to the entrance of the abyss. She looked back. Hell was following her where she went. Funny though she could lead them up and they would still follow.<br/>The way to the abyss wasnt like straight down. It was like a cave of some sort. It was long, and if a human was traveling from hell to the abyss like if they did on the surface it would be like traveling from Alaska across The US, going to france. It was that long. It you stretch the twist and turns and short straight down. And all that.<br/>But as demons of hell and survant it took like half the time to get to the Abyss then it would get a human there.