Before the captain could even respond to such a thing, the creature had snagged the both of them out of the command deck, stuffing them both down into the portal that actually its mouth. It was not a creature of flesh and blood, not completely anyway, something Lara would be able to see now face to face to the portal as she was shoved through...it was a creature of ritual, and Lara would seen meet those who had used it, and those who had failed to prevent it's summoning to her world.<br/><br/>-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------<br/><br/>"It is almost here! A true devil of the hells will be in our presence, and we have just the thing to barter with it to get its services." A woman perched upon a dark throne stated as she overlooked the proceedings of this small and sutble church. The church was one of Iomeade on the outside, a cover to keep the Andorans from suspecting a thing. It was adorned with the goddess's symbols, but within the sham would be relieved.<br/><br/>Dark tapestries of devils of all kinds, lemures, eryines, bearded devils, balors, any you could think of,  participating in the darkest of evils and debaucheries. The walls were painted black with the darkest of hues, while blood spattered the walls, a testament to the number of innocent Andoran lives that were used in sacrifice here. A circle of cultists chanted within the middle of the church floor, a summoning symbol drawn to draw one of the evil creatures they desired to it.<br/><br/>But there were two who were not worshipers of the dark god Asmodeuos, in fact, they had tried to stop the cultists...but failed utterly, being ambushed in the night and taken to be used as sacrifice for their summoning, to placate the devil.<br/><br/>Bastel struggled with his bonds, the ropes pinning his arms to the sides of his body and his legs together, making for a very uncomfortable position. The halfling also couldn't budge an inch, not even to reach on of his many vials. His blue eyes flared with anger in the face of his demise, but he could do nothing... He looked to his companion that was tied to his back, hoping to the gods he had some kind of plan.<br/><br/>Orrin stayed there perfectly still, not wanting to let anyone see his green eyes. They would give away that he was full of terror beyond imagination. The two of them were about to be sacrificed to please a devil! their souls would be consumed! The elf knew he had to stay calm, or Bastel would surely lose it. He let his long blond hair drape over his face, hiding away from all.<br/><br/>The cultists grinned with glee as a bright white light filled the room, showing them that their work of nights of planning and sacrifices were about to pay off. All of their inane chattering ceased, however, when they did not get what they were expecting...A woman now sat in the middle of their circle, with long brown hair and clothing that certainly made it seem she came from a hot climate...<br/><br/>Lara Croft.<br/><br/>Bastel blinked his eyes for a moment, confused...until he started laughing heartily."You dumb devil lovers, you messed up your own summoning spell!" He taunted, his laughter ringing through the church. He might not have been able to move, but he would have been rolling in his own laughter if he could have been.<br/><br/>Orrin could only stare at the woman who had ended up in the place of the supposed devil, never seeing equipment or arms like hers before...The elf wasn't about to doubt that it could have been a devil in disguise, but even the cultists looked shocked....Surely, they couldn't have done what Bastel suggested? Thinking quickly, Orrin called out to Lara, pleading with her,"Please! These people plan to kill us and have killed many innocents before! Run, don't let them murder you too!"