The Death Cult...

Asmodeus stood in a room with his most trusted knights and lovers, their faces dark after the events of the night before. After the demon knight lost her life, dozens followed, and the port became an off-limits zone. 

"So there have been no issues inside the city?" He asked with a clear voice.

"Master, the city is safe thanks to your atmosphere and the barriers of Brother Paul!" Sariel and Riel spent the evening flying around the city while cloaking themselves. 

"My sister is right. The black shadow that appeared once we came close to the port lingers in the south west area leading to the forest. I believe the direction to follow the beach to the cave you once destroyed, Master." 

Riel's added information brought a sense of understanding to Asmodeus. The fact that they called each other sisters made him smile. 

Despite the grim sitaution, he believed that the future would be fine. 

Still, he asked for the other women's opinions.