In a sinister throne room, quite a bit of demons were sitting together and discussing things with great seriousness.
The demons ranged from short to tall and ugly to handsome, all within the same room.
Their seating position towards the throne described their power in the room and the ones sitting at the far ends were silent for now and it was only the ones in the middle areas who were discussing.
"We need to go to war!" A tall ugly demon stated. "It is of utmost importance right now."
The person opposite him shook his head and said, "No we do not need to. Our internals matter much more. His Majesty is not here, we all have to worry about that more."
"Wasn't it His Majesty's idea to conquer the worlds in our plane and then commence an attack at the higher plane? Have you all forgotten that?" A person from the warring faction spoke up.
"That's right! Weren't we supposed to dominate all the worlds!?"
"We must do the attack!"
