[Suzerain of Sheol]

Shealtiel is somewhat bemused to be finding sanctuary on unholy ground, but he lets the irony pass. This is not the time to be witty.

Answering Michael's question, he says, "You're a sharp one, aren't you? They call us servants of Sheol, but I serve nothing. I simply find the best way to counter Abaddon's monstrosities is to use their own power against them. Though, admittedly, taking this path was a young man's choice. The powers of the Realm of Death are not kind to be the body who channels them." Gesturing dismissively with his cane, he adds, "I'll be fine, I just need to rest for a while. And maybe something to eat if we can scrounge it up; it's been nine weeks since I saw so much as a succor capsule."