"Evil, by its very nature, will always turn in upon itself." the Disks of Mishakal         Second Void Day of Savorus, 126 HR Naghûl uttered a wild curse in Abyssal as the bebilith teleported away with the deva. Morânia felt her heart sink in shock - and then an uncontrollable rage. At the bebilith, who had disappeared with Ybdiel, but also at herself for letting him get so close to the angel. The deva spark, hope and faith in redemption were all well and good, but here they had been too careless, too reckless. And now the bebilith had disappeared with the spark - and to make matters worse, Ybdiel with it. They had taken one step forward and then three steps back. Frustrated and dejected, they returned to the ship to see if Lereia and Sgillin were awake by now. Before they boarded, Jana looked up and down the shore with a hopeful expression, but there was no sign of the monster nor the angel. "And now what?" the sorceress asked resignedly. "Do we ...