I was still trying to decide what to do, the retreating mass of the Planeless followers thinning as they left, when a small and harried group of demons rushed from a building on my right and hurried toward us.

It was hard to ignore the whisperings of my court and the clear pressure of Henemordonin's magic and force myself to watch as the group below ascended the stairs with rapid and uncoordinated steps.

The demon in the lead bowed deeply to me as he reached the top ...