He nodded pleasantly to the avatar, hiding his rage as only a sorcerer with superior people skills could, his own familiars not able to tell he was angry. Kammy had made good headway into getting to the citadel, but it was still a ways to go, like a few months, at most half a year before his forces go to it. He saw the avatar out, before letting Kammy know he needed a force to hold a newly acquired outpost, not bothering to inform her how he had gotten it, just that it was what she had been redirecting forces toward, away from the original plan, something she had been complaining loudly about, but only when it was just her, him, and Ash.<br/><br/>He portalled into the throne room, and looked at the demons of the holding force, before nodding to himself, and picking one of the Balor males that had made a name for himself during his time in serving under Kammy. "Jurthin, you will be in charge of the citadel we are heading to occupy. I will portal the force outside of it, and then go in alone to meet with the former occupant to ensure they have fully seceded the place to us. A clue that they haven't will be the top half of the citadel blowing off. Give me an hour, and then move your troops in. I hearby pronounce you Lesser Demon Lord Jurthin, and as long as you serve me well, you will stay a lesser demon lord. Demon Lord, get your troops moving."<br/><br/>He opened the portal, and let the newly minted demon lord threaten his troops through the portal, before following along behind them. He fully expected Lloth herself to be meeting him there, but wouldn't be too disappointed if she didn't. She was likely a busy woman, trying to cause the collapse of her own race again. He threw out his senses, nad made his way to the citadel, heading toward the largest power level he could sense inside it.