Recap:
"It is almost time, sire!" he heard and a smile graced itself upon Lucifers face. He nodded at his commander and pushed himself up from his seat, preparing himself to see the beautiful bloodshed that was about to be shed. And oh would it be powerful, he knew where they were and he had seen the crackles of thunder. They weren't at peace, they were fighting a battle between each other instead of preparing for what I was bringing to them.
"Sire, you need to see this," he heard and he smiled flattered just a bit as he wasn't in the mood to hear about any bad news. He didn't like this at all. He didn't like the feeling that it came with and he knew that If it was bad news, he wouldn't greet it with a gentle hand shake. Stepping down the stairs, he turned through a passage and there ahead of him was a figure. "Who is that commander?" I asked and he just gestured at me to continue.
