A blinding blue portal etched it way into existence. Growing into the size needed for who had called it forth. Souls swirled around the Pandemonium Fortress finally free from being captive for so long. The amount that had been released caused a wind to swirl around the two mortals that attempted to destroy The Reaper once and for all. “Death cannot die, just merely disappear. This is not the end, I will have my way Nephalem. If not today then tomorrow,” Malthael promised as he swept away into the swirling mist of another realm.