[Suzerain of Sheol]

The Chaplian smiles at that. He seems far more relaxed now, and it is clear that he is an old man who has in fact fought many wars, far from a contrite priest of peace.

"That is what we are, no? Humanity. the true demons. Such myriads we have slaughtered...."

He at once smiles as though at a fond memory while the ghosts of tears mist in his eyes.

"Regardless," he goes on, "An escort will arrive in short order to bring you before Lord Zaccheus. Can I offer you refreshment in the meantime?"