[center][h1][url=https://www.roleplayerguild.com/posts/4480200][i]Downtown[/i][/url], [url=https://www.roleplayerguild.com/posts/4474016]Capitol City[/url][/h1][/center]

Nearing the end of his speech, [url=https://www.roleplayerguild.com/posts/4474030]Balthazar's[/url] voice had changed from menacing to maniacal, from disturbing to out right terrifying. The crowd of demons roared with deafening conviction, howling up at the dark sky. [b]"And now! Go forth and feast! Swarm the city! Rip apart anyone that stands in your path!"[/b] 

With those final words, thousands of demons, large and small, spread out in all directions. They marched in large groups. In their path, only destruction remained, abandoned cars sent flying across the streets, buildings demolished partially or entirely. The screams of innocent humans played like the darkest of orchestras. Explosions going off in such a way, they almost served to keep time, as a metronome would. 

As the last of his army had left the square where he delivered his speech, Balthazar calmed down and made his assent into the sky. His dark laughter could be heard echoing across all of downtown and even faintly throughout the city. No longer in a physical form, Balthazar watched his army from above, spreading out as an unnatural cloud of darkness.