Jax emerged above Aeternum Noctis in a silent distortion of space, the night sky rippling for a fraction of a second before sealing as if nothing had happened. To the world, it would look like nothing more than another calm evening beneath the Demon Capital's ever-burning stars.
To Jax, it felt like standing at the edge of a blade. Knowing that now was the time for them to officially begin their attack and crusade against the Merchant Foundation, and all the other powers attacking them as well.
He teleported back into the Cathedral, and sat on his Throne of Domination, sensing all throughout the Demon Kingdom as he took his seat. He searched to make sure everything was ready.
Across the city, demonic infrastructure reacted instinctively. War sigils awakened and various spatial anchors locked to make sure no-one could teleport in or out to launch a surprise attack while he was away,
