The pieces of the Lament Configuration in their hands slot together with a solid thunk, and the heavy box is held in their shaky palms. They had no choice, and they knew that they were going to suffer for solving the puzzle box, but they had to. A deep, otherworldly voice is heard in their head, as the Hell Priest appears before them.

"You summoned me." His head is held high, nails sticking out in every direction from where they're protruding from his skull. His hands are steepled together. His cold, calculating black gaze is settled heavily on the one who summoned him.

"So, I came." He says, out loud this time. Elliot leans down slightly, to get slightly closer to the one who summoned them.

Small blue rifts appear in the air around them, the soft clinking of chains ringing from them. Chains ending in hooks slowly emerge, hanging threateningly in the air.

"You know what happens now, don't you?" He speaks evenly, his gaze remaining cold yet analytical. Elliot finds humans to be quite interesting. He likes observing their reactions, their pain, their fear, their pleasure... Even their joy is intriguing to him. The hooks descend slowly towards the human.