*The clouds around the spire seemed to twirl around it as if a hurricane would reach down upon the structure at any moment, eldritch lighting scorched the sky and casting the riding figure in greenish white light as the demonic sorcerer walked alway towards the throne room that the humans had so crudely decorated with banners and paintings, most of which where now torn and burned, swaying in the wind from which there was no easily traced source.  An amused chuckle echoed along the throne room as he sat in a throne that seemed to be a worped version of a kings throne, seeming made of the same black metal as his staff, the throne seemed to made of skull like shapes each one of which had glowing green eyes , the arm rests where long dragon like horns and the back seemed some manor of oblyisk etched with arcane runes that would make any mortals skin crawl with the blasphemis power it was imbued with.<br/><br/>"Let us test our little warrior shall we?"<br/><br/>*The demon Lord moved his hand and twirled his fingers, first a twirling sphere of  green energy so that he could watch her as she made her way up the spire towards the top. His fingers continued to move in the air. In her Path she would see large armored warriors appear, there seemed to be no mortal men in the armor only green light shining from the armors eyes. There movements would be slow and clunky...merely a test for her skills.