Lord Salkeen cast his gaze upon his dark minion, her words of thanks would not be enough next time to halt the demon lords fury. The demon lord quickly used his magic afterwards to heal his witch, he could’ve made it painful, the demon lord clever as he was knew what she craved… Still he denied her…
The demon lord watched her closely with his spectral sight, his fel empowering her broken form, he watched as he saw her being unconsciously crave for the pain and agony he could easily cause… The desires for self agony and punishments died quickly as Jericha’s emotional rage level rose while she locked eyes with Ahcirej…
Salkeen didn’t move even as a inch as his two minions faced off and asserted their position. Salkeen watched only half amused, he fully understood they were of the same person at their base, but the demon lord had no doubts Jericha could take out Ahcirej, if Salkeen had ever demanded it… Jericha felt a rage that Ahcirej would ever save any creature or thing that fought against them, even if the reason for the combat was to empower them all.
Ahcirej’s retaliation was just as swift and brutal as Jericha’s original assault against her, the two high commanding female minions glaring each other down. Ahcirej was right this once, if any of them had decided to save the goblins it wasn’t a show of treason against the demonic lord, it was a high ranked commander showing mercy… A tool Salkeen rarely used, he like Jericha felt no care for the life of such feeble and low borne creatures… If they had died Salkeen would’ve had even blinked as they fell into the consuming void that ripped them apart… But Salkeen mused, it was highly likely the goblins would remember Ahcirej, the being of light that rescued them, perhaps they might even bring the women a offering for saving their miserable lives…
This is when Lord Salkeen made his own way through the portal to the Kiln, making through it before the void rift sealed up completely the demon lord appeared on the other side… In the Kiln… Appearing in wreathing fire, the demon lord appeared behind Jericha his body standing tall and powerful fueled by the rampant destruction he had just caused…
The great demon lord towered over her form from behind his ever burning eyes peering deep into her essence… “Jericha… I have never known you to keep secrets from your lord…” Salkeen’s voice rang out deep and seductive like the allure of a flame… The demon lord rested his right demonic clawed hand on Jericha’s shoulder, this time it wouldn’t be healing or fel empowering her but his all consuming power weighing down on her like the fel star in the center of the Kiln… Lord Salkeen could’ve easily waited for Jericha to answer, but this time his predatory nature began to take over, fel flames racing across Salkeen’s flesh then washing over Jericha… “I rather enjoy extracting secrets from those who try to hide them…” Salkeen hissed low before his eyes filled with chaotic fury, the demon lord dug his claws into Jericha’s shoulder before lifting her into the air…
The demon lord cast his gaze upon the demon armies below him assembling for his next incursion… The great demon lord had already been planning his next incursion, he had recently come into knowledge of a easy world to crush… A world ready for a rebirth in the hellish fire of chaotic oblivion, Salkeen would’ve told Jericha of this next campaign if he had not discovered her trying to hide something from his power. The demon lord gave a wicked grin, his wings extended like a burning cape of fire… “What do you need?!” The great Phoenix roared, before the raging fel raced onto the walkways causing the metal path to shudder from his great power and minor demons to flee.