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"Hmph..." Mammon looked at Blake. "The reason we are here is not just because you wanted us as slaves. Seeing how you're in this realm now, you've come to fight Lucifer again, to end this war once and for all?"
"Indeed," Blake nodded. "I want you all to use your powers against Lucifer. You will help me defeat him. By now, you must have recovered mostly all of your original strength, although not all of your abilities. You may gain them as you level up."
"Huh..." Belphegor yawned. "Well, what else can we do anyway? Might as well give it a try, right? We already were planning to dethrone Lucifer..."
"I suppose so," Satan nodded. "No point in arguing about it, we got no choice."
"Indeed," Mammons sighed. "As much as it makes my blood boil... I lost. And so, I concede. You're superior to me, and stronger, Asmodeus. I will fight for you and serve you, as it is the only thing I can do now."
