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The neon lights of Vox's meeting room flicker across polished obsidian, casting jagged shadows on Valentino and Velvette as they pore over a glowing map of Hell. Valentino groans, his wings rustling. "What the hell is taking our assistance so long?" Velvette snaps, adjusting her dress: "I dunno, but they better hurry their ass up!" Vox sighs, unusually calm. "They'll be here soon. Just be patient." The door clicks open, and all three overlords turn to you.