"Are you sure about this?" Tony asked. Solomon had led Stark, Henry, and the small crew through a series of tunnels underneath the castle. Now, they stood beneath a grate, waiting for Malachi's soldiers to pass.

"Yes, we have the element of surprise." Kane replied, opening the grate and getting out. Solomon extended his hand, helping Tony and the other men out, feeling the rain and maid soak into their clothes and armor.

"You lived here?" One of the men asked. Solomon nodded, a yes. "That explains a lot." Suddenly, everyone heard rattling, and looking up, Tony and Solomon saw the witch from before, shaking a skull.

"Welcome home." The witch taunted. "Solomon Kane!" Tony shot a knife at her, the same moment she threw the skull. While the knife became embedded in her chest, the skull exploded on the ground, seemingly signaling Malachi's forces. After replacing his blade, Tony and Solomon joined the rest of the crew in fending off the raiders, before the masked rider appeared, mowing down Kane's men.

"Stark! Telford!" Kane ordered, pushing Henry out of the way and fighting the masked man. "Get the men inside, we can't win this!"

"I'm staying with you!" Tony told him, also dueling the masked man, while Telford and his men made their way inside. Solomon and Tony ducked and dodged, but even with his armor, the masked warrior proved more than a match for them, and with a kick, sent the two towards a small door. Not ready to die, Solomon kicked the door open, pulling himself and Stark through it, and Tony held the door shut until the masked man stopped beating against it. Tony and Solomon ran through the corridors, eventually finding the dungeon.

"Meredith? Are you in there?" Solomon called out, looking through the prison cells. "Is there anyone in there named Meredith?" A lock of a pistol was heard, and Tony turned around to see a raider pointing a pistol at his head. A shot rang out, but given that Tony was wearing a helmet made of metal, the shot bounced off him and hit the raider dead in the face, killing him.

"You're all free. Get out of here." Solomon informed the prisoners, destroying the lock to the cell. Moving on to another cell, Solomon noticed one man in there, looking old and weak. "Come on, old man, you're free."

"Even if you could break those chains, I'd stay." The old man muttered.

"Why?" Tony asked. "You don't like freedom?"

"Because this was my home." The old man replied. Solomon stared at him, recognizing the man.

"Father?"

"Solomon?" The man looked up. "I thought I had lost you forever. You were still a boy when… you left." Solomon desperately tried destroying the chains, but they would not yield.

"Let me try." Tony offered, but even in his suit of armor, he could not break the chains.

"You will never break them." Solomon's father told them. "They were spun with dark magic as much as with metal."

"My father. I have carried such guilt for what I did." Solomon said, with remorse. "I did not mean for Marcus to fall. I did not mean for him to die."

"He did not die, Solomon." The father revealed. Tony's blood turned cold from hearing the story. "If he had, this nightmare would never have begun. He did not survive through God's will. He was terribly injured, and could not wake, so… I brought the sorcerer here."

"You brought Malachi here?" Solomon asked, his voice rising.

"I offered him everything I had." The former king explained. "Just to bring Marcus back. And he succeeded, but Marcus was changed. His face was so damaged by the fall, that he hid behind a mask, and obeyed only the will of the sorcerer." With a chill, Tony realized that it could only mean the masked rider that he and Solomon fought against a few minutes ago. Solomon must have thought the same thing, for his look was one of disbelief.

"No, that thing can not be my brother." Solomon denied.

"That creature is your brother." Kane's father insisted. "Or what remains. And now, Marcus infects those who follow him. Now, I have one last thing to ask of you." Solomon's father took his pistol, and aimed it at his own heart. "We both have our sins to answer for. And I am ready to answer for mine." Despite Solomon's protests, his father kept insisting that he has to, reasoning that he was the reason Malachi was there. Finally, reluctantly, Solomon took the pistol and shot his father, with Tony looking away in the nick of time.

"Come on, we need to keep moving." Tony told his friend, who was struggling to get back up. "I don't know what that was like, being forced to kill your own father, but I have an idea. I lost my parents at a young age. The last time I saw them, I was distant, and I was told they got into an accident an hour later. But we still have a job to do." Nodding, Solomon got up, and began walking out.

"Have you ever had a brother?" Kane asked, stopping for a moment.

"No." Tony quickly said, before cracking a joke. "But yours is making me think of Darth Vader quite a bit."

"Who is this 'Darth Vader'?" Kane asked, confused.

"Oh, he's a…" Tony started, but stopped, realizing Kane wasn't from his era. "Eh, nevermind." Kane and Stark made their way through the tunnels and toward the throne room, where the door was locked.

"Malachi!" Solomon yelled, beating the doors. "I'm here for ya! Isn't this what you wanted?"

"Allow me." Stark offered, kicking the doors open and momentarily startling Malachi. Tony squinted closely, noticing the sorcerer had pale skin, wore a red robe, and had ancient symbols written on his face.

"Solomon! Stark!" The two men looked to their right, seeing Meredith locked up. "No, it's a trap!" Solomon gestured for her silence, before they continued walking towards Malachi.

"Long is the road that the pilgrim walks in the name of his devotion." Malachi murmured. "Yet longer still is the journey home to the land of his fathers. I've been waiting for you. But even so, you could have just knocked."

"I'm not really big on waiting." Tony said sarcastically.

"You are unfit to sit upon my father's chair." Kane accused. "Get up!"

"Your father was a child." Malachi taunted. "A pathetic fool who made a pact with the Devil."

"Says the guy who scribbled gibberish on his face." Tony shot back.

"He betrayed you." Malachi ignored Stark. "Your soul is damned!"

"I said, get up!" Kane yelled.

"Are you still the good, loyal son?" Malachi asked, before turning to Tony. "And you, man of science. I have heard of you. Your pathetic tricks are no match for my magic." Solomon advanced, about to throw his sword, but Malachi got up, vanishing in black smoke.

"Malachi, you coward!" Kane shouted, before walking over to Meredith. "Meredith, are you alright?"

"You came for me." Meredith said, surprised. However, when Solomon went to break the lock, she cried, "Solomon, no, it's a trap! They only marked me so you would come. The Devil wants you."

"Then the Devil can have me." Solomon muttered, breaking the lock. Just then, Solomon felt himself being stabbed in the shoulder. Tony turned around, seeing the masked rider, Marcus. Marcus threw Solomon across the room, and in turn, Tony kicked him away from Meredith.

"Get her out of here!" Solomon shouted, before attempting to reason with his brother. "Meredith, run!" Tony took the lock off, freeing the girl and leading her towards the way out.

"Wait!" Meredith shouted, hiding behind a column. "You have to help Solomon!"

"I need to get you out first." Tony mumbled, before hearing Kane yell at the top of his lungs.

"Where are you Malachi?" Solomon shouted. "Hiding in the shadows?"

"Why should I hide from you? I want you here." Malachi appeared in the middle of the room, his back turned toward everyone else. "Every step you took led you here, every pain you suffered was punishment for your sins. My master will have you." Malachi walked forward, towards a black tarp. "See what the Devil has sent to claim you. This beast will not fail to drag you back to Hell. Your soul is damned!" Malachi pulled back the veil, revealing a large, flaming demon with no eyes or eye sockets, trapped in a mirror.

"Great, now he has a Balrog." Tony muttered. While Solomon and Marcus continued fighting, Tony and Meredith made a run for the door, only to be stopped by Malachi. The sorcerer raised his hand, putting Tony in an invisible bind, and used his other hand to rip off his mask, revealing Stark's tired face.

"A valiant effort, man of science." Malachi mocked. "But you are no knight." Malachi pushed his hand back, telekinetically knocking Tony back towards Kane, and grabbed ahold of Meredith. Tony looked up, just in time to see Marcus on his knees.

"Rest in peace, brother." Solomon told him, decapitating his corrupted brother. "Are you alright, Stark?"

"I'm fine." Tony said, getting up. "We need to save the girl." Just then, they both heard a scream, and looking back to Meredith and Malachi, saw the sorcerer spit blood onto the gigantic mirror.

"Now, you are free!" Malachi declared, as the beast made its way out of the mirror. "Kill them!"

"My God." Solomon murmured. "Only you can help me now."

"Split up, he can't take us both." Tony suggested, diving to the left, as Solomon ran to the right. That proved a mistake, as the monster only was interested in Kane. While Solomon kept running and outmaneuvering the beast, Tony thought quickly pulling out one of his small bombs and took off his wrist blade. After making a small hole in the bomb, he stuck the knife to it, before strapping it back to his wrist and grabbing a torch, lighting the fuse.

"Hey, ugly!" Tony taunted, gaining the beast's attention and giving Solomon enough time to run out and confront Malachi. The beast began advancing towards Stark, and he raised his arm, pointing it at the demon's chest. "YOU. SHALL NOT. PASS!" Tony made a fist, sending the knife/bomb combination flying straight into the monster. It looked down, and a minute later, the bomb exploded, blowing the demon apart into hundreds of pieces. Tony smiled, the last time he did something like that was with a Chitauri Leviathan, after Hulk punched it in the face. There was no time for celebration, though, and Tony caught up to Solomon, who was walking towards Malachi.

"Stop!" Solomon shouted, seeing Malachi holding a knife to Meredith's throat. "Let her go! You can have my soul!"

"Why would you risk everything, even your soul… to save her?" Malachi asked.

"I made a promise." Solomon replied, pointing his gun at the sorcerer. "I must keep it!" Solomon fired a shot, hitting Malachi in the head when he tried to stab Meredith, and his blood spattered a mirror. A vortex in the mirror began swirling, dragging Malachi's body, the pieces of the demon, and an orange light was expelled from Kane's body. With a final yell, Solomon fell to the ground, appearing to be dead. Meredith and Tony approached the body, and believing him to be dead, Meredith began to cry. They both gasped, however, when Solomon's eyes snapped open, revealing he was still alive.

"Thank God." Meredith cried, sobbing. "It's gone."

"Your father told me that if I saved you, my soul will be redeemed." Solomon informed her. "And I have… and it is. And the Devil's claim on me is no more." Just then, Henry and his men entered the throne room, looking bloody and beaten.

"The guards have fallen." Henry announced. Smiling, Solomon laid back on the floor, with Tony sitting down next to him, wanting nothing more than to rest after the past week.