At the time when the Military Clan leaders were coordinating their people's attack on the other side of the Demon Portals, the councilors, being now free of their Warlord duties, convened in the Court Hall for the meeting in turn to discuss the warfare events. For the most part, it was Councilor Arabat explaining the tactical methods and feints of the Infernals.
"Today I have personally traveled to the so called Portals and stepped to the other side. I recognized the location, as I remember the Pandemonium very well.
The two Portals are breaches in the thin essence that separates these two worlds. I wouldn't even call them portals, but everyone is already naming them that way.
Those breaches are in identical places of the Empire and the Pandemonium. The Seraph's Tears breach leads into the North-Eastern corner of it, while the Blooming Glade one leads to a place very close to the geographical center. This explains the difference in numbers of demons between the two breach portals."
"What about the tactics. How good are we now in defending those breaches from the other side and reducing their numbers?"
"They act swiftly all the time. But the important thing to understand here is that when there is no leader and they are left to themselves, they act thoughtlessly as well. Their primitive minds make it unable to establish any kind of organization. So far I have not seen any coordination in their behaviour which is a very good sign."
"Can we use it in our own favour, Councilor?" Kalirosh asked pensively.
"We already are, aren't we?" - the Demon smiled with a horrifying grin. "The numbers reported by our scouts are decreasing."
Panting scouts achieved the Court Hall just at the time when the court was residing.
"Councilor Arabat, sir, I have news..." - one of the scouts exclaimed. The Demon Councilor erupted an entire volcano of smoke as he yelled:
"WHO ARE YOU TO ADDRESS ME THIS WAY, dark elf? Has your military career not taught you to address those above you properly?!"
"Sir Councilor Arabat Flamesoul the Fourth, your Highness, allow me to report that THE AMOUNT OF DEMONS ON THE WAR FRONT IS INCREASING!!" - the scout yelled back at the top of his lungs in a mixture of impatience and desperation.
Councilor Arabat sat. This news, directly contradicting to his latest statement, left him a little taken by surprise. "Were there any... large Demons spotted along?"
"By large you mean... Large like yourself, Your Highness Sir Councilor?"
"Yes. I was an Infernal leader myself... once."
"There were no such scouting reports."
"You may be dismissed". The Demon turned back to the table: "They are throwing reinforcements from distant corners of the Pandemonium. Still, it looks like the Leaders are not taking part in fights around their portals."
"Right. What do you recommend in view of that, councilor?" - the military Councilor asked.
"The fact that more reinforcements are thrown in combat may mean two things: They are either gated by the Leaders, or more portals are being opened next to the existing breaches. The actual portals that is, that can be created manually, us demon leaders simply called them Gates back then. We must start moving forward to explore the Pandemonium. So far we have been battling the Demons appearing near those two breach portals only, but if we move deeper into their lands, we may spot and destroy these gates."
"What if those leaders show up?" - Feurlis inquired.
"We would then have to withdraw and regroup. But I hope that by that time the Academy finds a way to close those breaches."
Everyone present in the Court hall looked at councilor Bilir.
"I ugh.. well, ehm... This is no easy task. It is like trying to make a zombie fly. You can attach wings to it, but it will never know how to use it. We are working on it, but it is extremely early to tell how close our success is. We are talking about something to seal up the breaches between worlds, no less!" The Wizard lifted his hands in dismay. |
