Ashtell looked up at Kimara in the tree. Her staff was strapped across her back and she was fully clad in leather. This was an assault after all, not a ritual. She sighed and rubbed the back of her neck with an exasperated look on her face. "We should wait for the other demons to get here but... hell i don't think they'll care if we start early." she said, her face uncaring and cold. She brushed her long pointed nails across her palm. They were filed so sharp they broke skin.<br/><br/>She walked forwards slowly out into the mostly grey and orange landscape. The demons had already succeeded in capturing the forests outside New York. Then again they weren't guarded by angels...only desperate humans who still clung to the foolish dream of peace. She had gone about ten paces when a burly human man jumped out at her. "NO YOU DON'T, BITCH" he yelled as he jumped forwards. he positioned himself perfectly for Ashtell to stick him with her staff. The silver blade on the top end was showing out the other side of his gut. She pulled away and turned to Kimara. "Looks like we can have some fun before we go." she said, smiling wickedly. "Lots of fun"