Renna would smirk, if she still had lips to twist the flesh in such a way. The "army" given to her by Talos was impressive, to be sure, but she had other plans. Other forces. Her own would be far more reliable than any he could possibly supply her with. The last thing The Betrayer wants is to be betrayed, herself. The portal stood open for one of those worlds given to her by Tetronus, having previously scourged them of all life to slake her own lust for blood. Empty worlds.. the hosts of angels, wrapped in their gleaming armor and shining, firery swords all went into the portal, and began to sweep across the world in search of prey. Thousands - tens of thousands - god knows how many by the time the last one went through. As the last went through, her head turned about, empty sockets staring impassively at one of her lackeys. Lacking flesh, she had no more control over emotional expression. "Do it." she rasped.

The portal was closed, sealing off the world those hosts had just entered. Not before a single arrow, bourne of fire, was launched through and into the air. Renna walked away, uncaing, even as her minions on the other side sacrificed themselves. The world shuddered, the twistings of powerful magic bringing it to a stop. The core spasmed, and split, and the crust broke. Volcanos burst into the air like so many explosions, and the world was torn to pieces by itself, like a heart stopping in a chest.
The great hosts, sent to her by Talos, were no more.

"What an insult..." Renna wheezed, "Sends me... Angelic entities..." Turning back, to the one she addressed not so long ago: "... Your dismissed." The Black Monk bowed it's head.