Group Three - Magic Users
Ruby could feel it as she drew close, the same sensations as she had before, though dulled, this place appealed to the demon in her, this place and the horrors within reminded her far far too much of the Pit. He had three of these places and he was trying to recreate Hell.
She had to put that out of her mind though. Had to focus. Her part in this would be important and not just for the spells. Ruby knew hell, knew its power and knew the Infernal Magic that Alastair would have used. With Anya with magic from this world at her side she was confident they would break through. Plus they worked well together, and then went for fries.
And once she took down Alastair Dean owed her a month without Pie, fries instead. Though if Dean did it instead, she'd happily take the trade off to see the bastard die. He'd gotten to her in so many ways in his time here, lying with the truth, trying to turn people against her, and the torture, making her torture some innocent human in her place, and weak as she was Ruby had done just that.
Her mind went to Castiel with the Angels, and Sam not far behind her, both would play a part. Both would have a chance. Sam though, he wasn't ready any more than he had been for Lilith. He wouldn't listen to her, she only hoped what he had would be enough.
Her eyes smoked over as Ruby stepped slightly more toward the building and began to chant, a clear smell of sulpher permeating the air around her as she called on the Infernal, on the powers of Hell to aid her, yes a little rich coming from her but she'd take the power where she could get it right now. She had planned this with Anya, each knew the magics of their world so each would focus on those, with Ruby lending Anya power to boost her if she needed it.