| Balthizar rallied his troops to the infernal gateway to the mortal realm, it was almost time to leave.
He took one last look over his battalion, 20 morlu archers and 30 morlu armed with swords of all kinds. Yes, a good number for a raid he thought to himself.
He said to them, "Onward you pieces of filth! Kill all who stand in your path! Let none survive!".
And with that the grotesque figures rushed through the gate yelling out their battle crys.
Balthizar just stood there for a second and chuckled, "My master shall be pleased."
And then he stepped through the gate, letting it close behind him. |