"[b]You have been gathered as an elite strike force to deal with threats that one demon alone could not. Before you can deal with the real threat we need you to prove yourselves. For that reason your first mission has already been prepared. There is a caravan heading along this road to one of the major human cities. Destroy it[/b]" With that the small imp vanished in puff of smoke leaving behind the distinct scent of brimstone. 

The assembled demons were currently several feet from a dirt road that was clearly well traveled. Around them stood the trees of the might forest, some stretching several hundred feet tall. They would've heard birds chirping and the slight footfalls of the forest animals had they not been driven off by their presence. Even now a faint rumbling sound could be heard as the caravan the imp had spoken off rolled along the road. It consisted of two large wagons drawn by four horses each with a total of nine horseman guarding them. The horseman were well armored in a mix of chain and plate, and armed with basic swords and shields.

Several of them had bows and the one in the front had a large mace instead of a sword. Four of the horseman were on the left with the same amount on the right and the one with the mace lead in front. The two wagon drivers both had crossbows at their sides but seemed more focused on driving then looking for an ambush. Likewise the knights were lack, chatting freely with each other and simply peering ahead looking for their destination. The assembled persons had their mission. The small caravan would pass them in approximately a minute, it was now up to them to decide how best to go about accomplishing its destruction.