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Caleb:Have you figured out who the author is then?

Pan:No.

Asher:So Book of Ted it is. What have you learned?

Pan points to a passage in the book and stares directly at the camera.

Pan:That for each natural wonder we lose we welcome a Prince of Hell. Thus far we have seen Pride, Envy, and now Greed.

Caleb:How do you know that’s who it was?

Pan:It says so here in this book. Our next Prince will be Lust, followed by Gluttony, Wrath, and finally Sloth.

Asher: *derisive snort*Figures that bitch would be last.

Pan:How apt. But none of them will be less dangerous than the others, no matter their names. They are the generals of Lucifer’s army, each one bringing with it an unknown number of Knights to empower their ranks and fill their outfits with warriors infused with the power of each Prince.

Caleb: *scoffs*So we are not only up against Lucifer and his army of hellions.

Pan:I beg your pardon,Ihad hellions, not Luci. He refers to them aslegion.*snorts*And you call yourself a priest. Seriously, did you study at all while you were at seminary? Or were you too busy flogging yourself and repenting for your hundreds of imaginary sins?

Caleb shakes his head, ignoring Pan’s protest.

Caleb:Lucifer stands at the top, defended by his seven Princes, then their unknown number of power-boosted minions, with thelegionof hell at the front lines.

Asher:Good ol’ demon fodder.

Pan:An essential, albeit short-lived, position.

Asher scrubs a hand down his face before turning to the camera with a serious gaze.

Asher:Well, you heard it here, folks. We are in a bad way, up against a foe much more powerful than we thought.*self-deprecating chuckle*I feel a little like that one guy in that movie with the muscles and capes.

Remi: (shouts from off camera)300!

Caleb holds one hand out, palm up toward Asher.

Asher:What are you doing?

Caleb:Pay up. I told you he wouldn’t keep his mouth shut if you allowed him in the room.

Pan:Priests aren’t supposed to gamble.

Caleb:I’m not a priest, just as you’re not a demon.

Pan:What are you then?

Caleb:A father attempting to save up for my children’s college funds.

Asher:Better hope there’s still a world standing for them to grow up in.

Caleb:Why else would I be here subjecting myself to this farce?

Grunts and the sound of struggling precede the appearance of Alek Nordson with a tall, muscular man in his hold. Tor Nordson follows closely on their heels.

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Jensen: *series of grunts*