* Flume. A demon with a single dark horned on the center of his forehead. The demon advisor is wearing a black suit with grey wolf's fur around his shoulders.
< HAHAHA >
* The demon Lord on the throne laughed like there's no tommorow, His face are covered but darkness, but his blood colored eyes are glowing with wrath and desires.
" For sure this time, for sure!, that magic knight will die on my hands!".
* The castle was filled with his laugh and words. The advisor is kneeling on the floor as he gave this terrified expression on his face.
" Flume!, Split the pawns into three groups; The other lowly Kingdoms will fear me and our power ".
* Flume immediately stood up and put his right hand on his left chest; as a sign of respect and submission.
" As you wish my great demon Lord ".
* Flume then stride towards the massive dark colored door. He left the room with fear painted on his face.
" What a disaster. That being is not a demon anymore but a God perhaps ".
Flume stated to himself with he put his hand on his stomach.
* Meanwhile in the throne room...
< Hah > The demon Lord sighed.
" I'm tired!. This stuff is a heavy burden after all, why do I have to act like a harsh dictator? is it because I'm a demon Lord?, so what right?. I'm not some German leader from 80's ".