"It's simple, really...release the Demon you've got under your control over to us and no harm will come to you. We can even sign a peace treaty if you want. But refuse, and we'll just use force to get what we want. And believe me, you don't want that...thousands of your people will die if that happens, all of you included," I surmised as I leaned back in my seat with a smile.
"D-damn, you...! W-we won't be intimidated into-...!" Began the King of Onyx, before trailing off and flinching as Satan tapped his foot against the floor with a cold glare, the room shaking slightly as he cracked the tiles around that spot, the cracks spreading out deeply from around the point of impact.
Today's the 20th of Quintilis, 2020, and with the situation in our new nation of Arcadia finally settled and stable, we decided that it was about time that we made our move and freed the remaining Demons.
