They let them in. Razgut and Elazael, Iaoth and Dvira, Kleos and Arieth. They didn’t mean to. It wasn’t their fault. Except that of course it was their fault. They cut the portal, one too far. But how were they to have known? The Stelians warned them. But how were they to have known to listen to the Stelians? They were too busy being chosen, oh, glory. Oh, misery.
