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A vulture flew from the portal to Tartarus and dropped a burial urn. Azrael caught the urn with his magic and approached James. "Have you any...
Maya trotted over and put her hoof on him, pushing him down. "'Bout done?"
She tossed a yellow bottle in front of his hooves. This one would be explosive.
She turned back. "You're a cold mother bucker, huh?"
"Heh." She turned into an exact copy of Johnny. "Gonna beat up on your bro?"
"You think you're so scary," said Maya. "What you don't get, dude, is I've beaten better."
Maya reappeared by James. "Pick an afterlife, dude."
"I died once. Does that count?"
Azrael looked at James. "Do you feel better?"
Azrael facehooved. "Why in the name of Celestia do you have a chess board?"
He moved a pawn from E2 to E3.
"No it didn't. You are just quitting before we begin out of fear for your fragile ego."
"I suppose." Everything went black, and they were both back on the glass floor, which was almost finished repairing itself.
There was absolutely nothing else around.
They were now floating around in nothingness. New glass slowly began to grow back above them. "I was going to send your soul elsewhere," said...
"Thanks for the heads up," said Maya. She and Dusty vanished, returning to the asylum. Azrael stayed with James.
Maya approached Azrael. "Almost sounds like he wants to go there."
Azrael finally spoke. "Your soul is black. Pitch black." He took down his hood, revealing brown eyes and a horn. "Why, exactly, should I let you go?"
Azrael walked up and pressed his hoof down on James.
Two different magic auras caught it. One was sky blue, while the other was brown. It got launched back in James' direction.
