*Lokphiet hurls lighting a the explosives*
Lokpihet: What does it matter where I've set up shop!? This plane will fall to me! Me!
*Deac runs toward the portal, sabers out, pushing past demons to get there. Lokpihet suddenly realises what he is thinking of doing.*
Lokpihet: No! Sacrifice is not you option here! I won't let you....
*Deac leaps toward the portal...*
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