[-IN THE DARK LAIR-]
Demons and many followers of the Dark Lord have kneeled at the sight of the return of their dark master.
The powerful dark necromancer feared for his life due to the dissatisfaction of the Dark Lord. His dark master's glares were piercing through him with many things going through his mind.
But their Dark Lord contained his anger well and celebrated his return.
He drank the blood offered to him and drowned himself in the pleasure of having to experience once more the taste of a virgin human blood.
"Now that I am back in the flesh… it seems that we have excited visitors already," the Dark Lord referred to the huge battle going on near his dark lair and by its entrance.
He glanced over the nearest dark general and servants.
"My ancient dark robe… where is it, oh Zaeqir?" the Dark Lord asked for his ancient robe.
Quickly, Zaeqir ordered the female demons to get the ancient dark robe folded nearby.
