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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.

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People’s eyes found their way up to the skies. Looking up in amazement and fear. There in the clouds was a blazing blue streak that shot down from the depths of space. Once it hit the ground even those who had not seen it knew of its presence. It sent a wave of shock that circled around the globe. The pulse let off an energy that left people cold and empty in the core. That type of power, that amount of raw energy had never been felt before. It caused storms to roll in through the mountains and the seas to become violent letting those on the shores know.

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The pulse of light and energy left a giant crater at the point in which it touched the ground. Around the crater's edges smoke wafted up from the hot smoldering earth. In the center stood a cloaked figure. A similar energy surrounded the mysterious being. It slowly clasped at it scythes with its long fingers. Death had arrived and he was in search for the souls that he had lost… no that they had stolen. In one swift motion he flourished his skeletal wings and swept away. Unknown to him though two others landed upon the foreign ground. One in search for vengeances and the other brimming with wrath.

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Isylia armor clad boots crunched against the burnt ground as she stepped into the new land followed closely by her companion Seritia. “The Angiris Council has sent us yet again to clean up their messes,” Seritia spat.

“Patience Seritia we started this and so therefore we will finish it. Malthael is weak and he can only hide for so long,” Isylia placed her shield on her back and started to move forward in her hunt to take down their enemy. In the distance tall white towers loomed over the forest trees that surrounded them. Marching off in that direction she kept her guard up in the unknown world that they had just been dropped in.

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Seritia frowned at her friend but followed. She sometimes thought that Isylia was too caught up in her quest to see when she was being taken advantage of. However, she never voiced her opinions because she would be a hypocrite. When she found herself in a fight it wasn’t hard to lose herself in all the bloodshed and take things too far so she could sympathize with Crusader that walked in front of her. As they trudged on she thought if it would be bad to want to wear Malthael’s cloak after they killed him. Surely the angels wouldn’t have any other use for it.