"I can't see a thing!" Li-Ming complained.

"Oh, you poor thing. Kael'thas, get us some magic light, would you?" Sylvanas replied.

Kael'thas made a noise as he tried to cast a spell. "I...can't do it right now. I think I need some mana."

"Don't worry, small man-child. I shall make us a light!" Diablo thrust his hand forward, the clawed palm erupting in a tiny fire, and a smirk tugged across his ugly, spiky face.

"S-Small man-child?! How dare you! I did not go through years of ruthless schooling in Silvermoon and Dalaran, working my way up to the top in my spells, to be treated like a brat by some hideous demon with a spike problem!" Kael shouted.

"You know, Kael, you have a spike problem as well. Just a different kind of spike, if you catch my drift." Jaina said, folding her arms and giving everybody a you-know-what-I-mean look.

"Jaina! And to think I expected more from somebody else of royal and noble lineage! How dare you, making dr-dr-" He paused to cough. "Drug references! Besides, it's only one addiction problem, and every other Elf that was connected to the Sunwell on Azeroth has the affliction, too! You might as well be saying that to every Elf on the face of Azeroth!" His voice broke on the last word, making his voice go up to the point where his eyes watered because of how much his vocal cords stretched.

"Jeez, Kael. You okay?" Li-Ming asked, worry in her voice.

"O-Of course I am! I just need a little bit of mana, that's all. Hand me a spare bottle."

"Okay, guys. We need to be careful. Two of some of our best fighters are down. Diablo because he's making light for us, and Kael because he's recovering mana at the moment." Lo announced.

"Like we couldn't see that already, Captain Dipshit." Someone said.

"What? WHO SAID THAT?!" She yelled as everybody burst into laughter.

"Lo? Is that you?" Somebody called from the passageway.

"Shit! Guys, hide behind those crates!" She snapped.

A tall woman with light pink hair appeared. Her hair was in thick curls, and she was wearing a set of soft blue armor.

"Lo! Mince has been going half-crazy looking for you, girl! Where have you been?" She asked, an inquisitive look on her face.

"I saw some Heroes entering the castle, so I decided to leave…"

"Without getting Lord Mince? That's risky, you could be killed for that. Love the new looks, by the way."

"Heh...Thanks…."

"You won't believe how crazy Mince has been going. He's very worried about you, searching halfway across the Nexus for you."

"R-Really? I…"

"Hahahhah, sike! That guy just got another Minion made for him. He's acting like it's his new son. I think he's completely forgot about you."

Sonya made a slight growling noise in her throat, upset at what she had just heard. Every other Hero made a 'Be quiet!' motion. But it was too late.

"Mina, wait! Don't look behind the-" Lo began.

Diablo gripped the woman by her face and hoisted her up. She flailed for a bit, before Diablo squeezed her head. She screamed in pain.

"Oh my gods, Diablo! Stop! You're going to make her head burst!" Kael yelled, his hand on his mouth.

She eventually went limp, and just hung in his hand. Diablo placed her on the ground, where a little bit of blood spilled out of her ear. She dissolved into dust, leaving nothing on the ground but a little bit of blood.

"That was just ruthless, Diablo!" Li-Ming said, giving Diablo a friendly punch on the arm.

"Don't touch me, Nephalem."

"Sorry."

"Guys? I can see a light." Jaina observed.

The group entered a dimly lit room with a single table in the center, with a balcony up above.

"Where…" Sylvanas began.

"Ah, good! The main entertainment is here!" A woman yelled. On the balcony there was a woman with long blonde hair, and she was wearing a beautiful red dancing gown, and on her face was an almost ridiculous amount of make-up.

"What's going on?" Lo asked.

"Ah, Lo dear! How nice it is to see you...And I see that you brought the whole traitorous gang! By the way, I hate the armor. Switch into something more feminine!"

"Ah, screw off with the gender-roles, Naisha! Where's Penelope at?"

"Oh, my dearie, must you be so man-like and barbaric? Although I must say the armor brings out your eyes, quite a nice touch there! And on the subject of Penelope, our lovely ruler is somewhere where I'm not telling you. I'm not a rat like you." Her eyes and demeanor darkened with the last sentence.

"Oh, Naisha. Still sticking with the prim and proper attitude?"

"SHUT UP!" She screamed. She pulled out a long shotgun out from the corner of the balcony and shot at Lo.

Lo flipped and screamed as a bullet grazed her ear.

The team shot spells and bullets at Naisha, attempting to kill her. Naisha leapt up into the air, and aimed at Auriel. Auriel flew out of the way just in time, as the bullet nearly struck her arm.

Auriel flew to the top of the balcony and grabbed Naisha by the arm, before flying over the balcony, with Naisha kicking in mid-air.

"L-Let me down! You heathen! Love the ribbons, thou- AAAAHHHH!" Naisha nearly let a compliment out as Auriel dropped her. She landed on her head, her neck twisting in a fatal direction. She dissolved into dust, leaving the room quiet as everyone stared at Auriel in horror.

"What? Just because I heal does not mean I cannot defend myself. Do not mess with an angry Angel." She said, crossing her arms.

"Impressive. Maybe I underestimate Angels." Diablo murmured.

"Okay, but where's the exit? I, for one, am not sitting in some dark room forever." Kael'thas snapped.

"Uh...Maybe something in the fruit bowl?" Lo said, pointing to the table.

Diablo scrambled over to it, and tipped it over, all the fruit spilling out.

"Well, great. Now you've ruined i- Wait! That apple doesn't look real!" Jaina said.

Kael picked up the apple, and tapped it with his nails. It made a plastic noise.

"Indeed, it's fake. And it has some kind of code scribbled on it."

"Hand it here." Lo said.

She cleared her throat.

"Door oh door, open to me forevermore."

A part of the wall slid open, revealing a tiny exit.

"Well, whaddaya know. C'mon, guys. The Nexus isn't going to fix itself." Jaina gestured to the door.

Lucario: Yeah, I'm not good at writing deaths.

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