[Abyssal - Demon Emperor's throne Hall.]
The air in the cavernous throne room was so saturated with corrupted energy that it visibly warped the light. Against this oppressive, suffocating darkness, the audacity of the intruders was almost blinding.
"No need to get angry, Demon Emperor, we are simply here for partnership." The first Lord, Dracula, said with a smile. Her expression was perfectly relaxed, completely unbothered by the fact that she was standing at ground zero of the continent's most concentrated demonic anomaly.
"Partnership? And why would I partner with you abominations!!" Vassago asked coldly, and added: his voice rumbling like grinding tectonic plates. Even to the architect of the demon hordes, the twisted, taboo-wielding fanatics of the Devil Cult were a perverse blight upon the natural order of Galaxy Fall.
