Meanwhile in a faraway land, far to the East of the capital city, sits a lowly castle in the middle of a grassy field. Inside the castle sits a man upon a throne. He has a tall muscular stature and long wavy black hair. His eyes a fiery purple and his skin bronzed. This man was the Demon Lord, ruler of all of the different demon species, the man that the humans considered to be the scourge of their civilization. "Report." He shouted down to one of his retainers.
The retainer stepped forward and bowed down before their king. "My lord we have news from the human lands." The retainer spoke. She was a midsized woman with fetching figures; she had her long brown hair in a ponytail. Her eyes too burned with a fiery purple hue.
"Yes, I figured as much Tyrell." The demon lord said. "I have told you time and again just to address me as Joe, sister."
