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7/7/2025, 8:10:47 PM
>Helltaker and the girls have been invited to Ba'al Zvuv, specifically to Behemoth's Citadel
>The Citadel’s gates creak open with a great deep groan
>Lucifer straightens her tie, Judgement cracks her knuckles, Modeus clings to Helltaker’s arm, already awestruck.
> “Is this the Nephilim Queen, Lucifer? The one who eats souls?”
>Lucifer snorts
>"This is my niece, you lovestruck oaf. She'd much rather free souls than eat them."
> “Quiet,” Cerberus whispers, ears twitching. “Listen.”
>From across the wide quartzite courtyard, a low thunder rolls through the air.
>THOOM.
>THOOM.
>THOOM.
>Zdrada looks around confused
>"The fuck is that?! Are they setting off bombs in here?"
>Justice chuckles like she's obviously wrong
>"Nah, it's WAY more awesome!"
>They look up, and there, atop a colossal powwow drum set into a stone terrace, dances Behemoth.
>Her eye is closed. Her hands outstretched. Her voice splits the air in a trench-deep ululation that echoes for miles.
> “AYY-ya-ya-ya-yaaaa—!!”
>Her feet stomp in rhythm, the sound shaking the walls like a Category 6 hurricane
>Dust falls from archways; Birds scatter from parapets.
>The Helltaker freezes
>Even Lucifer’s bravado cracks for a second.
> “...Well,” she mutters, brushing her hair back, “that’s her alright. Couldn't miss that voice.”
>Justice and Judgement whisper to each other
>“Is this a threat?”
>"She’s just singin',” Justice says, lowering her shades. “and by the Styx, she’s beautiful. Can't see her, but her soul's as pure white as the driven snow!"
>Helltaker, eyes widened, watches.
>"We n’de ya ho! We n’de ya ho! We n’deya We n’ de ya ho ho ho ho! Hey ya ho Hey ya ho ya ya ya!"
>Behemoth opens her eye. She sees them. Her chant trails off…
>For a long moment, she just stares.
>Then...
>She gives a small, shy wave.
>Still standing on the drum.
>Still enormous.
>Still cute as can be.
> “H-Hi.”
>The Citadel’s gates creak open with a great deep groan
>Lucifer straightens her tie, Judgement cracks her knuckles, Modeus clings to Helltaker’s arm, already awestruck.
> “Is this the Nephilim Queen, Lucifer? The one who eats souls?”
>Lucifer snorts
>"This is my niece, you lovestruck oaf. She'd much rather free souls than eat them."
> “Quiet,” Cerberus whispers, ears twitching. “Listen.”
>From across the wide quartzite courtyard, a low thunder rolls through the air.
>THOOM.
>THOOM.
>THOOM.
>Zdrada looks around confused
>"The fuck is that?! Are they setting off bombs in here?"
>Justice chuckles like she's obviously wrong
>"Nah, it's WAY more awesome!"
>They look up, and there, atop a colossal powwow drum set into a stone terrace, dances Behemoth.
>Her eye is closed. Her hands outstretched. Her voice splits the air in a trench-deep ululation that echoes for miles.
> “AYY-ya-ya-ya-yaaaa—!!”
>Her feet stomp in rhythm, the sound shaking the walls like a Category 6 hurricane
>Dust falls from archways; Birds scatter from parapets.
>The Helltaker freezes
>Even Lucifer’s bravado cracks for a second.
> “...Well,” she mutters, brushing her hair back, “that’s her alright. Couldn't miss that voice.”
>Justice and Judgement whisper to each other
>“Is this a threat?”
>"She’s just singin',” Justice says, lowering her shades. “and by the Styx, she’s beautiful. Can't see her, but her soul's as pure white as the driven snow!"
>Helltaker, eyes widened, watches.
>"We n’de ya ho! We n’de ya ho! We n’deya We n’ de ya ho ho ho ho! Hey ya ho Hey ya ho ya ya ya!"
>Behemoth opens her eye. She sees them. Her chant trails off…
>For a long moment, she just stares.
>Then...
>She gives a small, shy wave.
>Still standing on the drum.
>Still enormous.
>Still cute as can be.
> “H-Hi.”
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