Astiroth reflected on his decisions as he neard the kingdom's capital city. He rode what looked like a red horse with devilish features. Along side him rode another. "You look disheartening. Is something wrong my lord?" The other demon asked. Astiroth turned his gaze toward the city and then to the other demon. "Masrith. You have served the line of demon Lords long before I was born. Am I doing the right thing?" Masrith let out a smirk. "Right and wrong are ideals that are specifies by an individual. What matters is that you are doing this for your people. I believe that is the right thing."  Astiroth sighed. "I just want to ensure the safety of what is left of our people." Masrith looked down at the necklace Astiroth was wearing. "Are you aure that is a good idea? Personally, I hate it." Astiroth smirked. "It keeps my power in check. Their Kong's advisor suggested it. He said that demons were terrifying enough." Astiroth paused for a moment. "The conversation with that man was entertaining. The fear in his eyes was clearly visible." Astiroth neared what looked like a small hill. He noticed several people there. "That's where we are to meet." Astiroth hopped from his horse. Masrith reached for what looked like a sheathed sword. "Your sword my lord. May you find an adversary worthy of facing it." Astiroth grabbed the sword and placed the sheathe on his back. "Thank you. Let the demons know I will do what I can. Also not to fight, we are all we have in this world." Astiroth turned and walked toward the hill. His cloak cloak seemed to have a fluid movement that resembled fire. Astiroth approached Jenso and Polaris. "I am to assume you are part of the group as well?" His voice was deep and fear inspiring. Astiroth's devilish yellow eyes focused on two that stood before him.