Natasha and Eliot returned to the gates. The war ended like the rain. Soldiers were picking the bodies. Smoke was streaming up. Some men were burning the imps' bodies.
Finding Lord James, Natasha stopped in front of the gates. She couldn't rub her eyes off it. What did happen, here?
"Brother, what I see?"
"The seven members of the table are no longer a myth sister. They came here and locked these gates."
"Lady Natasha, could you find any trace of them?"
The Lord asked, approaching her.
"We found them but it was too late they entered the gate!" She swallowed even thinking about the place that they stepped in was making her nerves explode.
"Which gate?"
"They went to the abyss of hell gate. When we arrived it vanished and master Gaven left."
Eliot notified.
Miguel sighed, they were alive and if that gate accepted them then he had no worries. Not every person could enter that hell.
