As the pair dive through, closely followed by a single succubus, they land in a shrouded realm. There is darkness everywhere, the sounds of millions of people muttering and moaning, not in pleasure, but in torment, the darkness occasionally forming solid inky black tentacles and reaching out. It seems as though there is no ground, and no gravity, people simply move however they desire.<br/><br/>Swarms of hellwasps buzz through the air, not making enough noise to drown out the wailing, and in the distance, a humanoid figure slowly approaches - as though only one hundred feet away, but with miles of space to travel, unable to ever truly reach them. He wears a bloodied butcher's apron, and has strong, rippling muscles in his torso and arms. His head is covered by a triangular steel cage, much like a pyramid, and he drags a greatsword behind him. The sound it makes as it scrapes across the nothingness is much like that of a mosquito buzzing, combined with a nail scraping along an iron fence.<br/><br/>Spectres seem to lurk in the shadows, never drawing close, merely being there, existing.<br/><br/>"Do not believe in any of the things here. They cannot truly hurt you. They are not real, even though they seem to be. The only real things are the few that wander in - like us... and her."<br/><br/>The succubus begins to stand.<br/><br/>"Greetings, my name is Kay'sien. I will duel with you once, if you slay me, it is obvious I'll not bother you again. If you merely defeat me, you may capture me. If I defeat you without slaying you, well, you will become my prisoners, I'm sure you're both worth a good reward."<br/><br/>Scourge frowns.<br/><br/>"Do we even have time for this shit?"