"Begin the process we shall," Bardeelus blurted.
He wasn't the best with words, and in this case he even confused these three men who appeared in the tower. They thought that he was joking, but he was more than serious.
At first he didn't want to bear the responsibility of sending the world to shit, but then he remembered that it was already shitty. What he did in this tower, couldn't affect the world all that much.
Now, he felt less guilty about the urge to become more powerful, it was a mage's natural instinct after all. Anyway, after he agreed, their surroundings started changing in an instant!
They popped up in another room all of a sudden, and he knew this for sure, because he couldn't see that big, floating pyramid anymore!
"Did we teleport? I swear, if my lung moved down to my ass, I'll start stabbing people." Driola slightly panicked.