The woman was attractive enough, and he conversed politely with her, much more so than her boss had gotten, due both to her having a gorgeous ass and a much more appropriately respectful attitude toward him. He watched her saunter out of the room the day before the army was due to arrive, and decided she would be perfect to add to his growing collection, after the army was dealt with, of course.<br/><br/>The day before the army was due to arrive, he was working on the ritual for the last time, adding little tweaks to it, minor things that would hopefully make the power requirements lower, but he didn't put much stock in it. He did record the new runes he had devised as he had worked, intending to see later if they had been 'discovered' before, as they were impressive, and would make most rituals much more powerful than the older, more commonly known runes would. Done, he checked the portals for the demons again, ensuring all of them were out of the way, as they could teleport, only the outer most one on each flank have even a slight chance of catching the ritual, and they weren't even going to be summoned until after the ritual had been discharged. He was a bit curious as to how high the wave of magic would be, realizing, as he spotted a flier in the distance patrolling toward the ritual, that he hadn't set any runes for that. He sighed in irritation, noting the flier was just a griffon with an elven rider as he covered the ritual with the illusions again, before heading back into the city. Tomorrow would be the big day, and his predictions showed that the area in front of the ritual should be full of targets to be used for amusement later.<br/><br/>He sighed and stretched, heading back to the cultist's lair, and sending the last report to the demon forces, informing them that the army should be in place some time after noon tomorrow, his plane's time, so they had all be ready to pile through the portals at noon, awaiting only his warning and activation of the portals.