"Well, this was slightly disappointing…"
"I agree."
Standing over the corpse of the last imitation Hellwalker, Dax wore a dissatisfied frown as he dissolved his phalanx armour. Solaris likewise wasn't amused, the pair of 3 metre wide pure white angel wings which she had rematerialized fluttered in slight frustration as her spear made out of golden mana crystals dissolved into thin air. The reason for their annoyance was the complete lack of any evidence leading further up in the food chain, as it looked now, all the countless criminals and imitation Hellwalkers who had died today had acted on their own accords, all independently of each other and without any contact to an original Hellwalker.
