With all the servitars enthralled by the conversation between gods, Misha found his way sneaking trough the edge of the long hall.
Not much later he stood at the gates of the citadel of death. Staring out at the bleak landscape between him and the world of the living.
"I don't know who you are who tests me but I will show you that I will not stay here.
I will stand before the lord of nightmares, because I am not afraid.
I will steal from the citadel of death, because I am not afraid.
I will walk to freedom trough the valley of death, because life is worth it!"
With those words he stormed down the steps of the citadel and ran as fast as he could.