In the distance, I saw a large Hellish castle. Its ramparts seemed to reach hundreds of feet into the burning sky. From where I was, it looked as if there were ants crawling all over it. Those "ants" were Imps. There must have been at least a thousand.

I began towards the castle - Castrum Deimos. A sharp pain in my chest stopped me in my tracks. I fell to one knee, knelt on the ground while I recovered. My wound had begun to bleed again.

I took out the Crucible and activated it. I turned the blade on my chest. Using the heat of the Hell energy, I seared the claw wound shut. The pain was otherworldly, but it was worth stopping the bleeding.

After recovering for a few moments, I continued onward. I had a new scar across my armor, and a matching one on my chest. As I drew closer to Castrum Deimos, fireballs began to rain from the sky. The demons knew I was here, and wouldn't let their fortress be taken easily. Funny; I wasn't planning on letting them win easily.

I ran at the castle's front gate. Unfortunately, there were simply too many demons to waltz through the front door. In light of the demons' ferocity, I was forced to make a hasty retreat, something I didn't do often. A frontal assault wasn't an option. There had to be another solution.

Keeping my distance and taking care to stay out of sight, I examined the castle's perimeter. Much to my dismay, I found that much of the castle's ramparts were like the front. It seemed as if there was no easy way in. Then, I saw it: an unguarded doorway at the castle's rear that led into the fortress' interior.

I sneaked my way to the doorway. After making absolutely sure I wasn't seen or followed, I entered. The doorway immediately led to a long, imposing staircase that led downwards. I descended the brick staircase to a large burial area underneath the castle.

There must have been thousands of bones, both human and demon. The bones of those that were buried here were stuffed into thin slots no thicker than my arm. But what would Hell be without torture? In the same room were people impaled by Hellish metal rods and live Barons of Hell chained to the walls and left to rot. The people moaned and the Barons acknowledged my presence with a weak huff.

Thankfully, I didn't need to stay there any longer. I managed to find a staircase leading up, out of the sepulcher. The long stairs took me directly to the ramparts of Castrum Deimos.