Welcome to Hell(music themed/semi-lit+)

Flamer tossed Relic into the air, and deftly caught the large lizard in his beak, then began plummeting towards the ground headfirst in a massive dive.

"No!" Noble yelled. The demon struggled trying to reach for his weapon attached to the belt, but his arm seem to be caught.

Flamer slammed into the ground, dissipating as it did so, leaving Relic to take all of the massive force. The massive beast reformed nearby.

The dust cleared up and Blood tried to see through it but couldn, then started to hear movement. Rocks rolled down from a pile and Relic's head poked through, "Sorry mate, I think my broke a leg and arm." Noble sighed in relief, but knew it was game over for the demon, now it was only Marcus, Matty, and Blood all together and she was afraid for her twin but more for the humans.

"Relic must leave play.", Shirley announced. Flamer screeched and dove towards Relic once more. Shirley snapped her fingers, and the beast dissipated right in front of the broken demon.

"Damn rat." He murmured, then Azreal quickly flew out to the game field and picked up Relic by the shoulders to carry him back where the others were at.

"Three of you left, and one of demons.", Shirley said. Te dice tumbled. "3."

"Good luck Marcus." Blood murmured, turning to him.

Marcus nodded, and stepped forward, avoiding several pillars of flame that sprung up before him, massive and white-hot, and smiled at the massive icy demon that materialized before him, and didn't even need to look to reach out and grasp the large fiery broadsword that appeared beside him.

Noble's eyes widen when the creature appeared and Blood bayed out at it.

"Meet Blizza.", Shirley said, smiling. The massive creature let out a massive bellow and charged at Marcus, who leapt into the air and, with a single quick motion, jabbed the fiery blade into the great beast's forehead. Blizza let out a massive shriek, and lashed out at Marcus, who leapt to the ground as the intense heat from the blade began to melt the beast.

"They have to win this game." Kirin murmured quietly.
"Oh you guys are stuck here, including you three." Azreal murmured turning to Noble. The hellhound nodded knowing they were only spies here.

Shirley growled. "Well done, Marcus... You have defeated Blizza...", she snarled.

Everyone sighed in relief and Blood turned to see Matty, as the hellhound was still worried.

'My turn, now, innit? Roll the dice.", Matty said, smiling. The dice tumbled. "12.", Shirley bellowed, angry that Marcus had won the battle. Matty strode forward, nearly being fried by several bolts of lightning that crashed down around him, and a massive draconic beast made of wind. "Meet my newest pet, Slastis.", Shirley said, smiling.

Kirin turned to see Relic sit on the ground, biting down in pain and the sorcerer came over, hands glowing, "Hold still, I'll try to get most of the bones in tact"

Matty scowled. "Dammit.", he said. A pair of glowing gauntlets appeared, and he quickly slipped them on and run at the great monstrous beast.

"You humans worry me." Drakiel muttered under his breath.

The massive dragon roared and lashed out at Matty with his massive scaled hand, catching him and throwing him against the far cavern wall. Matty slid to the floor, knocked out from the great blow. "Matty is out. Rather unimpressive, tough guy..."

"Aww man, it's only Blood and Marcus." Yeraky murmured turning to see the two still standing.

Marcus nodded. "Blood, your up...", he said. The dice tumbled, reveling an 8.

The hellhound tensed and began to walked foward.

Several pillars of what seemed to be sand blasted from the ground as Blood walked, and at the space in front of the hell hound's destination, a figure stood, no taller than a man, though with massive demonic wings, one sharp horn, and a malicious smile, as well as large curved blades instead of forearms. "Meet my friend, Rex.", Shirley said. "He is really a charming young man, though he has this annoying tendency to tear my enemies limb from limb before I even get to have any fun with them. Shame, really."

"Oh god." Noble muttered. Blood tensed up, and bore his teeth, snarling.
"Aye me, I hope he's going to survive, I'm worried if the hound is going to get beaten down." Relic murmured.

"But I'll give you a fighting chance against my dear companion, Blood. You can either have a katana or a scythe. Which would you prefer?"