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""RUIEL! RUIEL! FREE OF HELL!" roared from the deepest cage of hell. All here are abominably warm and dangerous. A volcanic heat seared the air, burning the lungs as well. Zion"s venom-green eyes were shining. However, there was no fright in the seven keepers of hell. They kept a firm, unflinching sentry, shielded by the darkness.
Ruiel glanced thoughtfully at the Dream Master next to him.
""Almira..." he sighed, facing her.
""What ails you to speak so quietly?"" she asked earnestly.
""Call your son to me!
""For what? If you want to speak to him, call him yourself!"" replied the dream master.
""Almira..." quietly answered Ruiel,"" summon Mark!
""He"s too far away.
""Almira..."" Ruiel continued quietly."" Please!" he mocked.
The Dream Master had no other choice.
""Mark!" an
