He couldn't make out what they were saying, and even if he could, it was unlikely he'd understand their words. What he did hear though, were the patrolling Demonic Guards praising their deity loudly, singing its name and deeds. Malin surveyed them and realized these guards paid no heed to him, their uninvited guest.
Step by step, he ascended the staircase, occasionally noticing rest areas near the platforms of the stairs, but those places were usually bustling — the followers of Chaos always liked to engage in activities they enjoyed there, such as slaughter.
A Chaos creature noticed Malin, but just as it took a step forward, another Chaos being grabbed its arm. Without a word, the interrupted Chaos creature ultimately watched as Malin continued on his way.
This gave Malin some inkling — someone wanted to see him.
And in this damned place, if someone wanted to see him and he was able to proceed unimpeded, it could only be Chaos itself.
