Sparda decided to get his weapons back first, because they were both incredibly powerful, and if they ended up in the wrong hands it could be disastrous. He quickly dashed towards the crates.

Megatron gave a glare to the Imp as he reattached his cannon. If this was going to be some sort of fighting arena, he felt full confidence that he would win. Therefore, skipping level one would merely be the easy and weak way to do it. Plus, if he had his cannon first off, the mission would be easier in the long run. A maze was no match for a cybertronian gladiator!

Jack folded his arms at his chest as he carefully watched those who decided to take their equipment back so soon in the "game". He slowly shook his head as a number of those who were so eager to grab their weapons went and did so. Can they not see this trap ahead of them? Why would this God of Hell take our weapons only to give them back right away... something's not right... Jack thought to himself as he waited to proceed further down. "Fools..." He would say quietly to himself before adding "I'm going to wait till later for my sword, I have enough power to hold out for now..." As Jack waited for the others to rejoin the group after grabbing their weapons, he would look to other members of his so called "team". Studying each of them for a brief moment, then moving on to do so with the next one in his line of sight. Jack seemed to have found something of interest in each of the them, though the one who interested him most would be Megatron. A man of metal... Almost like the golems that roam Albion... but bigger and metal...

Sparda picked up Yamato, along with his other, larger, sword. He put the larger sword on his back, and sheathed Yamato. He looked at Jack. "I am taking my weapons back out of caution. I do not want them falling into the wrong hands."

Doomguy got his weapons back. He smirked switching to the Plasma Cannon. He looked at them all. These chumps looked decent enough to battle the demons in hell. "LIsten everyone....I dealt with these demons freaks 5 times before. Im your best bet at getting out of here..." He then said "They call me Doomguy. My Real name is John Grimm...they also called me Reaper. So what are your guys names?"

Sparda looked at Doom Guy. "My name is Sparda. And, even though I am a demon, I defend the humans from my demonic brethren."

Lightning went against grabbing Overture. If this was some sort of trick, she'd rather use her magic against the beasts before getting her gunblade. Besides, she never really used much of her magic in a while and thought it was best to use it than have it go to no use. The pinkette looked at all of her teammates, her cerulean eyes glistening as she observed them. It wouldn't be too bad to tell them her name, so she responded with her simple and usual answer, "Lightning."

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The Infinite had easily decided to go down to level 2, since his weapon was the will power of others, and the only way you could take that away was isolation. He quickly looked at Jack, the only one who had decided not to get his weapon back (other than Lightning, but we posted at the same time, so ignore that). The infinite spoke to Jack in his odd voice, as if two benevolent beings were speaking in unison " Luckily, I am not alone. I am the Infinite, keeper of the universal balance of light and dark. May I ask your name, masked one?"

Jack looked over to the Infinite, folding his arms at his chest he remained silent. He merely stared at the Infinite with the blank expression of the mask. His fiery orange and yellows eyes were locked on the Infinite during the silence. "I am Jack of Blades... a being of the Void." Turning his head to face the next set of stairs as he said this. "You must have a trick or two up your sleeve as you are one of the three who didn't decide to grab a their weapon. I'll have an eye on you."

Everyone who had went to grab their weapon, teleported to an arena, like in Ancient Rome. The Infinite, Jack, and Lightning had been teleported into the stands, to watch them. The Imp, reappearing in front of Doom Guy and the others, begins to speak. "You Fools! You have failed the first test. Prepare to fight a wave of demons!" A gate opens and 5 Demon warriors with flaming swords, 3 with guns, and a massive one with fangs, claws, and a build like a bear. The imp flies up to Jack and The Infinite. "You two were the only ones to succeed the first test; Never trust a demon." The imp smiles and disappears.

Sparda sighed. "I knew it was a trick...I also knew that I would have to fight..." He changed into his demon form, ready to fight the oncoming wave of demons as lightning coursed along his arms.

"My name is a secret, but you guys can call me Lancer! It sucks to be here, but I guess I fell for the trick!", she said. Lancer, like some of them, had decided to get her lance back. It was her only weapon and the way she would representate her class as a Servant. But then she remembered one other thing she could use to defend herself: her tail. Of course that, for doing that, she would show her panties, something she was completely against. But what she could do? "Y-Y-You better not be looking into something else!! Vér Salgóvár!!", she screamed. Lancer did a quick spin and tail grew. She started to smash her enemies with that giant... whip.

Chaplain Jeragon was messing with his helmet trying to get a signal as the others walked off. Once he was done with it the chaplain notice he was alone shrugging it off on his own.

Doomguy switched to unmaker and fired the rays. He smirked the gun would feed off the demonic energy. He jumped bag switching to the rapid rocket launcher, plasma cannon and chaingun. He frired the blasts at the demons.

The Bear Like Demon runs forward, taking all the unmaker shots. With every shot, the demon grows larger. "Rahhhhhhh!!!!" The Bear Demon roars. Red, the Imp, appears sitting on Doom Guys head. "I told you this would be different." He disappears again, only to appear in front of the three spectators. " if you would like to help them, now would be the time." The Bear Demon begins to charge Megatron and Doom Guy. Many other troops begin to flood out of the gates, ready to take on anything in their way.

The God of Hell, sitting in his throne, looks down at Jergon. "You don't want to miss this." He teleports Jergon to the arena next to Lancer.

Sparda starts easily defending against the demons that are coming out of the gates, and even took a couple of their weapons and started using them to fight.

Jergon quickly looked around were he ended up, seeing the large bear like daemon he charged it with a war cried.

Well, things just went to shit. Seemed like Lightning had to fight without Overture after all. Standing up from the bench she sat on in the stands, she leaped off and into the arena next to the others. Summoning some of her magic, she focused on creating an energy ball- a silverish energy ball to be exact. It was called Ruin. After seconds of focusing in forming the spell, she threw about 3 of them at one of the beasts, knowing all too well that it would hit the creature and implode as it did.

Apparently, since for some reason her sword was left somewhere else, Zero cursed to herself as she had no sword to fight, but technically she still had Mikhail to lend her a hand.

"Alright you dragon, kill those bastards," she told the the dragon waht to do as she was mounted on his back. In response, the dragon gave a rather surprised look to the Intoner.

"Are you sure Zero? Maybe I can talk it out with them! I don't think we have to fight," Mikhail said with an innocent tone. For an intimidating dragon he appeared to be, he was only less than a year old and had a very naive and optimistic look on the world, as if the dragon had a mindset of a simple child. Really, until Mikhail got older, she would have to deal with all of the bullcrap he had to say.

"If you want to get yourself killed, go ahead. Otherwise, get yourself ready to fight," Zero said in an annoyed sigh, and with that Mikhail gave an excited "Okay!" and began to gain altitude just a bit to give himself some easier maneuverability. The thing was, while Mikhail was indeed a powerful dragon, he sometimes tries to hold back since he didn't like hurting anyone, even something as evil like the demons that were coming in. Also despite Mikhail's telepathic voice projected as a young boy's voice, he gave out a loud roar before launching several fireballs at the smaller demons, and sometimes aiming for the Bear Demon.