Azriel stated at the portal to Hell, feeling the intense heat hitting his skin made him want to rethink this. He only felt the heat slightly and it was intense already, could he truly entered into the gates of Hell?<br/><br/>He looked over at Oraxael, “even though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil, for you are with me.” The angel smiled weakly at him and took a deep breath as he entered the sheering heat, closing his eyes as he tried to adjust to the blistering heat of Hell.<br/><br/>The grass was dead, the trees were brittle and head no life, blackened with no leafs on the branches. A pool of lava flowed through the land at a distance. Azriel jumped in surprise as he spotted a  large three headed dog snarling at him, drool dripping from their sharp canines.<br/><br/><em>The guardian of Hell.</em>He thought to himself, taking a couple steps backwards, but knowing that the portal already closed.