Heavenly Retribution. Mk.2.

[Frisk E. Coyote]

"I understand, I won't understand." Baskerville agreed, nodding once in compliance. "You say the Seraphic Gate we destroyed was a mere replica, and this is the real one?" The hound asked, trotting around the room and examining the floor and walls, sniffing around before returning to where he was when he first entered the area, convinced that this was indeed the real Seraphic Gate without any real way of telling how. He chose instead to trust Infini, sitting down before his throne again. "May we destroy it please?"