Krathen looked up with a smile as his new general arrived. "Nehar'Ghul, I had a feeling that was you... crows aren't exactly native to this area." he said with a playful smirk. "And yes, my desires are as strong as ever, I'm not getting<em>that</em>old, my friend." he replied with a smile, glad to see his oldest friend. He waved his hand dismissively at the mention of Shizuru. "She made her choice, and did a good job while she served as my general. I will not forget about her, but for the time being, we have bigger concerns."<br/><br/>As the Deceived spoke and drew on the map, Krathen casually lifted the elven girl up by her hair, bending her over the table and jamming his huge cock up her ass, eliciting a small cry of pain from her, which was quickly replaced by moans of ecstasy as the Lord of Desire began to absentmindedly screw her anus, her eyes rolling back into her skull and her tongue hanging loosely from her lips as she was fucked for the fourth time that day, too tired to even protest. "And you call me ambitious... The Crescent is indeed a vulnerable point, but unfortunately losing it would hurt us as well. We have enough food stores to outlast Sequen, but not enough for the full campaign... Mortals are not the only ones who need to eat, and while burning the Crescent would certainly win us this battle, I fear it would cost us more in the long-term... After all, if we continue to push further into the Wood, maintaining supply lines back to the Heart of Sin will grow more and more difficult, and we may have to find our own provisions, or take them from the settlements we overcome..." he mused, the helpless moans and whimpers of pleasure from the elf girl providing suitable ambience for the Demon Lord to think clearly. "As tempting as a target as the Crescent might be, I fear we can not afford to put it to the torch, and thankfully, neither can they, even if our victory were assured, the Crescent provides food for too many people for them to destroy it."<br/><br/>"However..." Krathen added with a smile. "They don't necessarily know that we need the Crescent as much as they do... after all, many of us can sustain ourselves other ways... Lust demons like myself need only warm bodies with which to fornicate in order to survive... So we would be well served to make an attempt to burn the Crescent, forcing them to commit forces there to stop us. Even if they figure out that we do not desire the Crescent's destruction, our forces can damage the portions of the grove nearest their city, forcing them to stray farther from their precious walls to acquire new provisions, and making it easier for us to cut off their access to food." he said with a smirk, still casually violating his captive. "This will leave the majority of our force free to focus elsewhere: The Whispering Tower. Our messengers are already quite fast, so seizing the tower will be only a small gain for us, but it will be a major loss for them, as they will have to rely on messages carried on foot to coordinate across such a vast area. This will give us an advantage. What I want your thoughts on Nehar'Ghul," he added, pointing to the lower portion of the map as he stuffed the elf girl to the brim with his cock, "is the Root. Currently, the Root is something of the unknown quantity in this battle... only our strongest soldiers can safely enter it, and the same goes for them... Tell me, do you think it is worth it to send any of the Felguard into those woods? Perhaps to flank our enemy, hit their back ranks and disrupt their command?" he asked, curious as to his new general's analysis.