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"Get a hold of yourselves!"
The Demon Prince's voice propagated to each and every single demon within the fleet. His tone was cold, and he sounded mad and disappointed.
"Panicking won't help now! Man your stations! Follow the chain of command and take up arms! Fight back! This is a battle for survival! Don't wait for my father to do everything for you! You all got brains! Use them for fuck's sake!"
The Demon Prince's authority showed its might this time. His cold and crass berating woke his people out of their stupor, giving them some semblance of clarity and order.
Whether it was stray or some slightly stronger demons, they all stopped twiddling their thumbs and waiting for orders; they all began taking initiative once they heard the Demon Prince's command.
