Angels are Menace

From the thick fog that clouded the Azure Palace grounds, the soil shifted and they were now inside a thick forest.

The Terrans have reunited. They formed a circle as they waited for their enemies to attack.

"What is this place?" Aquarius asked as he looked around. "This doesn't seem like a forest in Terra."

"Because it's not," a voice spoke as a man revealed himself. A tall plump man wearing a dark purple vest over a black coat. This was Trick, one of the strongest of Malice's Vassals. "This is one of the forests that are found in Hell, the ancient Oakridge Forest."

"Why did you bring us here?" Aquarius asked. "We were fighting but we were suddenly transported here."

"For you, this place is forest but to the outside, it's one giant marble," Chevon replied. "This is one of Trick's skills. He alters the space around him and this area is his domain."

"Enough talk," Minos raised his giant mallet. "Let us fight!"

"No, stop–"