Heavenly Retribution. Mk.2.

[DragonMasterX]

A plate with a crude, tasty-looking steak for dogs appeared in front of Baskerville along with a pot with water. Soon the chair spun around, revealing a young kid apparently made of glowy white-matter, red eyes being the only divisible things from his platinum-like body as he stared down in boredom at the newcomers. "Why, here I am." The boy said, "I trust this place doesn't hold much of an opressive atmosphere to your likes?" he said with a gleeful tone, the trinity voice resonating within the chamber as the rift closed when the last person crossed.