[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]

Balthazar only noticed the demon fog he himself had created AFTER his euphoric state of bliss had passed.[i]"Interesting"[/i] he spoke to himself while looking down at the city below. Mocking no one in particular, he apologized, [i]"Pardon me, I didn't mean to cause such a scene."[/i] He then bellowed out three loud bursts of laughter. [b]"HA HA HA!"[/b]

The dark lord was pleased as he surveyed the field. His minions were causing massive amounts of destruction all across the city. More angels were entering the fray. Some magical humans were putting in a valiant effort as well. And the battle against the eggs? Well that sure was a strange sight. His platoon squashed egg after egg, only for them to be revived by the fog as well and continue fighting. It was an endless cycle that was quite amusing, comical even. Once the novelty of it wore off though, he turned his sights elsewhere. 

His next words were amplified through demonic magic, so that everyone in the city could here, but the message itself was clearly intended for the army of angels that was obviously planning their counter attack off in the distance. "[b]Oh no. It seems I have accidentally crop dusted the entire city and made the air quite repulsive to the pristine noses of angels! Is that why you are so far away? I'm so embarrassed! Hahaha! Or is it... that you are afraid? HAHAHA! It could be both I suppose... I tell you what! I'll remove the fog if you will come and play! How does that sound!?"[/b]

True to his word, the fog began to recede away from the edges of the city. But of course, there was a catch; things are never that simple. Before half of the fog lifted into the sky, the other half of it poured directly into the nostrils of every demon in his army. ([i]He of course made sure to pull the stuff out of the Bad Eggs as well, leaving them no more powerful than they were to start with[/i].) This produced maddening results. His minor demons rampaged across the city with powers they had never before dreamed of having. The middle tier demons held on to their sanity, if only just, and set their eyes on more challenging prospects. The top tier demons reveled in their ever increasing powers, but they stayed waiting close to heart of Downtown, upon their master's telepathic orders. 

Balthazar watched in great interest, wondering if he had been too aggressive in his actions. Would his newly empowered army destroy the opposition too early?