In the midst of Hell, in the midst of screams, being carried down a steep winding path through a mountain glowing with heat and pain, being held up by her hair by a terrifying hooded devil -
- gripping enough of her hair that it doesn't even hurt, to be held so, and it's obvious when she looks down that the real reason he's carrying her is that the path below them is strewn with barbed needles, and to protect her from that would give away more than they wish -
- in the midst of Hell, Peranza of Civilization starts laughing.