Cain reached the Iron fortress with his company, the guards opened the doors for him imdiately. The news of Dispater's new look has already reached all the corners of Dis city.
Dispater's consorts rushed toward Cain with worried, pale faces, "Our lord, how did it go." They asked and Cain glared at them "Went fine. I'm in a bad mood so scram."
The consorts quickly rushed away from his eyesight, the last thing they wanted was to get him into an even worse mood. Using what mories he could forage from Dispater's mory he walked to his room with all the groaning sinners behind him.
The guards gave the lowly half-blooded shadow devil a scorned glare. They would rather her not setting a foot in the fortress. Cain noticed their glares so he called them imdiately.
The two stood before him terrified at being suddenly called like this.
"How did you look at her?" Cain asked glaring at them, an eldritch light glowed in his eyes that the two guards found extrely disturbing.
"With scorn my lord."
"She is walking behind , look at like you did her," Cain growled.
"We do not dare my lord," they replied and Cain nodded looking at the shadow devil.
"You or them, who should I turn onto Iron and throw in the river?" He asked her.
"Them." She replied bowing down, sothing that the two have forgotten to do.
"Lord, please…" Cain imdiately turned them into iron and called the other guards.
"Skewered and in the fla, they go for a day. This is rcy." The other guards thanked him, taking their friends to enact the lord's order. That was a fate better than being thrown in the river for all eternity.
Cain then took the sinners and the shadow devil and headed to Dispater's room. To his luck, it was spacious like hell.
The sinners stared around in fear and anxiety, they were tortured for a long ti and now ended up with one of the devil lords, it can't get worse for them.
Cain signaled for the shadow devil to approach him.
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