Sergio simply smiled walking away from her, giving a nod to the angel and turning around.<br/>his voice became sweet deep, his true baratone shining through he spoke eliquently, far from the rough mecenary persona he cultivated "I'm a primal my dear royal, I am on nobody's side till promise day come. if you regain your thone and have the scratch for it, I'm always in the market for prespective customers. remember, we primals are loyal so long as you can pay for it."<br/>He simply walked out slamming the great door behind him, the fighting was about to begin. he could see the damned on their cranks to lift the platforms, a few other platforms were driven by mechanical means, great smog belching engines that make the ground below the platform a mess of grinding gears and infernal smoke, grinding those who would fall off into bloody pulp.<br/>He clenched his nose as he approached the primal box, below the princes of course, but for their messangers and well paid mercenaries. they were among the lesser noble boxes and the one next door belonged to Cassius Victius, a bloated glutton from anchent rome the former governor had quite a lot of influence even if he never had his piggy eyes on the prince's throne. Aside from the greyish skin and smell, he looked simply like a bloated human. the fat bastard gestured for the passing hound to come closer as he passed.<br/>"you have nothing I want cassus"<br/>The obese being tried to sit up, an effort in and of itself, crushing one of his servants in the process. "ahhh... but I see we have a noble an in..." he had to breathe again, his wheezing body betraying him. "incubus, and an angel. If you could being me a sample of the survivors..." he licked his piggish lips "I could pay you well..."<br/>Sergio rolled his eyes "again you have nothing I want Victus if you want them buy one from the princes and take a bite. I don't deliver food, ask one of the Nepatha." the snakelike primals were always willing to do the disgusting deeds. "Or better yet hire a few Nam's their cheap and expendable." Nam was slang for the damned "vilianious soldiers" not simply ill diciplined, but war profiteers, unrepent butchers, looters, and rapists, soldiers and commanders who killed out of greed and lust for violence.<br/>He simply walked away from victus, he didn't care about the gold one could muster, no his fee was always diffrent, and somthing with actual value, information, secrets, and victus had none. Which was actually what made him one of the prince's most trusted governers, so long as he was left to his own debachery.<br/><br/>Sergio entered the box, a turkish style bath, a few of the primals were enjoying each other's company, watching one of his younger brothers thrusting, grinding, and moaning with what he assumed must be some dark celtic farie, was simply arousing and entertaining.<br/>he removed his clothes and sank nude into the bathwater letting it flow over his black and red muscles, his glowing hair sillouited in the steam, he walked to the other side, a number of other primals were watching, including a few of Dagon and Tiamat's squrming, if strangely attractive brood.<br/>one of them stood next to him, another courier, "Narloeptep" he looked over smiling "hows the live cargo treating you." the large male had completely blue skin and white eyes, he would look human if not for the vicious jaws, noseless face, and hairlike tenticles extending back into a squrming ponytail. 'fine sergio, the plans of father go well, and how are the gates?" "same as always" he gestured to a slave girl, drawing her close. "an oil scrub please" she began to work her arms and the sponge over sergio's back "extra attention to the manhood please, I may be delivering a message of passion after the event."<br/>"oh?" Narlo looked over at him slyly "yeah" sergio smiled back cunningly. "there's a woman out there who wants to ravash a rival if she wins, never done it with a male bod before, I want to make a repeat customer of both girls." "you're a bastard you know that sergio" "so are you Narlo, our father's just can't keep it in their pants can they?"<br/>Narclo simply laughed. "I think I'll have her work me over when she's done"<br/>they went silent to watch the impending battle