The image of Hellion seethed, then vanished from the screens.<br/><br/>"As good as any," she replied. The door opened onto a set of stairs, spiraling down into the darkness. At the bottom, another door opened into a large room, lit by tracks of glowing panels of light set in the ceiling, ten feet above. To the west, the room ends in a ragged wall of rubble, rock, and twisted metal, while to the east, a ten foot-diameter circular platform sits on the ground before a pair of large doors. Rectangular panels of glass adorn the walls between crude paintings of a mechanical talon.<br/><br/>More than a half dozen beings are waiting in this room, as they enter; eight of them dressed in light, chain armor, with the mechanical claw painted on their shields. They look much like the clerics that they faced during the chariot race. At their back, an imposing orc stands in front of the wide, circular platform, wearing heavier armor, and clearly in charge here. Behind him, on the platform itself, an image of an enormous, nine-foot-tall demon stands, its face matching that of Hellion's, currently displayed on the monitors on the walls all around the room.<br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: impact;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;">"Do not allow these intruders to pass into my holy sanctum! Destroy them all!"</span></span>A colorful glow settles around the gathered defenders; some sort of defensive spell, most likely, as they seem to look more confident with its application.