"HAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAH"
As Ingela laughs so hard that she's snorting, the paladins are falling.
Literally.
There's a portal on the floor that leads to the ceiling, and the paladins are on a never-ending free fall.
"And she says I'm the scary one…"
"Right? You two have so much in common that I guess I have a type, after all…"
"You're not helping, Yaci."
Ingela used the fact that the slab on the floor and the one on the ceiling were originally part of the same rock to connect them through portals.
The paladins, robbed of their holy books, can't do a thing except for scream as their bodies accelerate.
"So, how long will we keep fooling around with them? Shouldn't we just kill them already?"
Lovelace isn't too happy with the idea, it seems.
"Hihihih… not yet, Lovelace. Let them… HahahHAHAHA… let them gain more speed first."
"More speed?"
"Yeah, so when I close the portals, they will just splat on the floor."
"Ingela, isn't that very mana costly?"
