They make their own entrance.

Malevola and Sonar strode alongside one another towards the front gate of the temple, both looking up and around at the sheer size of the structure that had just… appeared.

Malevola admired the color, architecture, and flowing design of the temple. Meanwhile, Sonar admired the absolute melons on display on the many statues decorating the outside. He felt a slight smack at the back of his head.

“Focus Sonar.” Malevola spoke in a disappointed mom tone.

“Okay okay, I was just making sure all the angles were covered.” Sonar defended himself.

“Uh huh, I’m sure you took a careful look at all the angles here.” Malevola countered, but simply rolled her eyes and shook her head before returning her focus to the door.

“Well alright if you don’t want me looking around how are we gonna get inside? Doors aren’t exactly opening up right now.” Sonar declared, gesturing his hand at the very large and very closed doors.

“Please, when has a door ever stopped me?” Malevola retorted with a raised playful brow, before raising her hand to summon one of her portals. The crackling and smoking red energy took shape, and the oval door of her own making hovered in the air as she begun to step inside.

“I love being friends with my own personal master key.” Sonar commented as he followed her in, despite his respect for Malevola as his closest friend at this point in his life, he couldn’t help but let his gaze wander to Malevolas wide and powerful hips barely contained in her Jean shorts…

He shook himself back to attention. Focus. Focus.

The two had finally stepped through the portal to the inside of the temple, and looked around to get an idea of where they were.

The inside was similar in style as the outside, that being lined with golden statues of busty women and muscular men in various poses of sexual activity. Just about any position the two heroes could think of was being performed by the statues, and on the off chance they missed one fantasy, the paintings lining the walls made up for it.

“Hmmm, you know I’ve seen sex cult lairs before but they usually have more used condoms and suspicious stains than classy artwork.” Malevola commented, rubbing at her chin as she inspected the paintings and statues.

Sonar meanwhile, was taking a very close inspection of one of the statues in particular. A very voluptuous woman, leaning back with her hands rubbing through her hair and her chest pressed out with a sultry smirk carved onto her golden lips.

“Classy indeeeeeed.” Sonar replied, shaping his fingers together to make a pretend camera to better take on the view.

Malevola sighed, but as she walked beside Sonar even she had to admit these statues were very… striking.

“Well if we’re going to find the missing people we’ll need to go further in. We’re bound to run into someone eventually.” Malevola said, and no sooner than she did that the doors at the end of the hallway they were in begun to creek open… and a shadow of a figure crept into the room. Someone had noticed their presence…