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Bagarth sighed when Antoinetta ran to her side. The girl, at least to Bagarth Antoinetta was a girl, was bored. Grath was being a hypocrite. Perhaps, the demon leader was jealous that most would run at his appearrance and was unable to do what Ann could do. This particular human had not yet... but the man had no choice.

She patted the girl on the head. If Vandor hadn't interfered, she was certain Ann would have gotten the job done. Perhaps, not as fast since Ann couldn't teleport. Though Vandor was respected to some extent, the seer was in a way similar to Haitian; a demon who was no doubt useful but wanted to be even more highly respected. Bagarth had grown used to Vandor's presence, but it seemed that the man had lost his life's purpose in life a long time ago.

The Devil didn't react when Noktal patted her cheek and went to inspect Alaric's weapon. It was so like Noktal to be fascinated by weapons. She herself had some fascination with certain aspects of human technology and culture, but when it came to weapons, Noktal's interest was greater than hers. Bagarth was, however, eyeing the probe. Would that spear cut through a magic shield? This floating orb, is it recording anything, and should we let it?

((Great Goddess! I missed a lot. Stupid glitches made me stop checking the story for updates. Gah! Can someone give me a quick run down on what I missed and summon Haitian for something? Anything. I don't mind. I just need to get him back in this story. Oh! And if people are wondering, you can assume he's in his chambers in bed, underneath a pile of sleeping demons and demonesses))

"I don't suppose you come here to seek help against the celestials because of the stunt you pulled. The one with the massive weapon. I must aplaud the fact that you harmed even in the slightest my greastest enemy. Good job for that. Well since you have given good reason I will tell you my terms. I want control of your army. At least when I need it. If I do not need you, do what ever it is you wish. Call on us as much as you like and we will help. If we call on you, you do the same. However all I wish is that if I have a plan, that I am granted full ownership of your forces. Worry not however. I will mix your forces with ours evenlly. So if the plan fails, we both feel the effects. Is that reasonable enough Alaric?"

Grathrym pondered if there was anything that needed to be done by the human before he was ent back to the desolate remnants of Earth. "Well I may not know of your numbers now. However I do wish for you to do two things. One not only give me a head count, but also a technology count. I want a list of evry technilogical advancement you have had since this war started. I also want someone to try and rate the threat it poes to the celestials. Then as a sign of my gratitude I will build you your own base here. It will be great and magnificant. You give me acomedations to which your people want and I will build that. But before I send you home. I do want you to silently enter the land of Angels and plant any kind of security device you may have. A probe like that or anything. It would be easier to fight if we knew what was happening.

Alaric thought for a moment, there might be a way for them to get a probe threw the portal for now but it would be quite tricky in the end. "It can be done, I just need to consult with some of our engineering about the matter" he said sounding confident. Although he did have to agree with the demon that did take him here, he seemed most reasonable when it came to matters like this."A probe could be launched through the portal, it would take a few of them seeing as they might get destroyed" Alaric added. With the invention of some stealth technologies and small probes they could flood the celestial plane with them to observe there action. Although another idea popped into his head, "or we could turn one of them into a probe, but that might be difficult" he said in a dark tone. He also grinned a little at the thought and there scientist would like to play around with the celestials.

"I can only see mine. My future. I am not apart of his. Not yet." he looked at the man, wondering if he would continue with him or not. "There is a thing you call destiny. I choose not to disrupt the normal flow of things, or else my visions would be completely changed."

Vandors face twitched, a slight look of anger coming on his face. "I was only trying to protect the human, which we are now allied with. It would be a shame if he went in there under your command and was slain." He said this slightly angrily, but his solemn tone overshadowed it for the most part.

"You are sure? After the survival percentage I gave you?" he shook his head. "If you want an ally's death on your hands go ahead." Vandors hands moved as he spoke. "I won't stop you."