[Suzerain of Sheol]

Sitting up on the bed, Shealtiel looks to Michael who is still guarding the door.

"They're dying down there," he says. At Michael's alarmed look, he says, "Acacias' men. No match for our new friends."

He makes sure to push the enraged spirits of the soldiers along their way into Sheol. The last they need is a dozen Dybbuk springing up down there. And burning the bodies in this building isn't an option, despite that impressive laser Michael is sporting.