[I]Oh, so she is going to join them, even without her weapon. This should be interesting... [/I] Jack sprawled out his arms along the backs of the seats in the stand and brought his right foot up to rest on his right knee. Looking to the God of Hell, Jack questioned "Now why would I jump down there to help them? What do I benefit from it? I don't even have my sword, I would have to use my ability of will (will is what magic is called in Albion). Besides, I'm sure you didn't bring us here for now reason and the way it's played of thus far makes it seem like it would be a shame for us to die so early. I'm sure they'll be fine." Jack turned to look to the infinite, wondering what made him choose not to take his weapon when had the chance. Something about his presence stirred interest in Jack's mind. "Why did you not take up your weapon?" He questions the infinite.