Knight and I stayed hidden while Silver, Aurora, and Ragnar moved through the remaining camps, helping Primus arrange things and letting their auras spill out under Primus's guidance. Every demon who sensed them either stared with tight respect or froze with fear. Exactly what Primus wanted.
Steve and North had already gone back to the Del Rey capital with a few Bloodreaver commanders to secure the city.
Almost half an hour later, Lyrate reappeared beside us, a bright smile stretching across her face.
'How did it go?' Knight asked immediately.
'It was fun,' she said, sounding pleased with herself. 'You should've seen him. First he tried threatening me with the entire Dragos demon army, waving his title around like a banner. Then he started begging to at least know who I was. But all he could see was that wooden puppet thrashing him again and again. And healing him. And thrashing him again. I healed him up properly at the end and dropped him back in the Del Rey capital.'
