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Commander Cadaver
Mordeth listened carefully, listening to any thing that might show a sign of an enemy. Behemoth stood still, sniffing the air as the wind blew wildly around him. Mordeth tenced, feeing a shift in power. 'he got his throne back...Gean, we aren't safe. we need to leave'
Satan smiled, his body slowly turning into a dark, swirling mist. he appeared sitting on his throne, the scythe laying across his lap. he looked at his wife, his smile still on his face 'my love, this war has gone on far too long. our son still has not been avenged yet.' he gripped the scythe tight in his right hand 'Gean, Mordeth, and the angels shall be killed! no excuses!' he turned his head back to Vengeance and yelled 'Azrael! come and escort your new trainie into the fields'
Azrael entered and bowed at the waist 'yes my Lord. my devotion is yours and yours alone'