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"Five more minutes..." Elis slurred, curling up again.

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As Agatha approached the top, she noticed that Diana looked somewhat disturbed by what lay ahead. The Breton stepped forward, looking over the Imperial's shoulder, only to see along bridge ahead, lava running underneath it. It looked like Mehrune's Dagon's plane of Oblivion, she was certain that it was... only someone was waiting for them and they didn't look Daedra.

A tall warrior, carrying a unique looking sword, face obscured by a wooden mask stood before them. Like a guard, he stood, unwavering even to the intense heat coming from his environment. He just stared on ahead, a mix of rage and confusion in his evil eye.